One week in April, we escaped to blue skies, a trip with no emails, just my husband and I. Some Arabic was learnt, pronunciation attempted, some photos were taken and our pockets were emptied. We ate and we wandered, for a few days we stayed, we were still for a moment and these memories we made.

Essaouira & Marrakech | Morocco on film, with my tempremental Contax 645.

It has been an even busier summer than either of us had imagined. Emma Jane got married, not once, but on two quite beautiful occasions. We photographed weddings in central London & in the Surrey woodlands, in an Essex walled garden, in a 17th century Kent wonderland, at our favourite country gastro pub, at an actual castle in Scotland, on the island of Crete, overlooking Cannes, at two beautiful wedding venues in Bordeaux and Provence to name but a few, with portraits in Paris in between. The sun has graciously shone whilst we’ve been abroad, but back home we’ve worked through thunder storms and learnt that rain does not stop play, it merely creates a bigger adventure and makes guests dance hard, all night long. We’ve seen caring commitments and pledges of love and trust and received more gratitude, thanks and appreciation than ever before, which has bowled us both over. It feels like this summer went by in a blur, but it’s not quite over yet…

Tomorrow morning I’m heading to Provence for a three-day film photography workshop with Feather & Stone. You’ll be glad to hear that they’re going to teach me how to shoot film properly. I’m back to the office on Monday 23rd with a bag full of film and hopefully, a sun tan.