Hertfordshire Wedding Photographer. Real moments, zero fluff.

Do it your way. Be true to yourselves. 

Have the wedding you actually dreamed of, not the version tradition dictates or the one your family is currently breathing down your neck for. If your vision involves a muddy field, a back-alley pub, or just skipping the boring bits that make you cringe, I’m your woman. No presets, no poses, and absolutely no sales pitch. Just natural colour, documentary photography of the day you actually had in Hertfordshire and beyond. 

The woman with the “Big Girl Voice.”

I spent 25 years as a BSL interpreter, essentially two decades of navigating the chaotic world of “who said what now?” As a CODA, BSL was my first language; I was the family’s “human bridge” long before I even knew there was another way to communicate. It gave me some incredible stories, including the time I totally f***** up a curtsey for Princess Anne. I’d spent so long being a professional “invisible presence” that when she actually addressed me directly, my brain glitched and my legs just… quit.

I also had a stint on TV a long time ago (where my gravity-defying permed hair was a bigger talking point than my skills) and a spell in Qatar, where the heat nearly finished me off. Turns out, I’m built for British drizzle, not the literal surface of the sun.

Photography has always been the plan. I started with moody buildings because they don’t talk back, but then I started second shooting at weddings and saw the absolute madness of it all. From rogue flower girls to dance floor moves that should probably be illegal, I was hooked.

I have zero interest in those stiff, awkward “stand here and look miserable” poses. Life is too short for that. I’m just there to capture the real stuff: the chaos, the laughter, and those beautifully ridiculous, unfiltered moments you’ll actually want to look at in twenty years.

Capturing every fleeting minute of your day, exactly as it unfolds.  

We live in Britain; the weather is almost certainly going to be shit. If you’re spending your wedding day worrying about a stray hair or a bit of drizzle, you’re missing the entire point.

Yes, the dress was expensive. I get it. But let’s face the cold, hard truth: you are never, ever wearing that thing again. It’s a one-day-only deal, so stop treating it like a museum piece. If the hem gets muddy or your makeup starts to run because you’re laughing too hard, then you’re actually doing it right.

As a Hitchin wedding photographer, my job isn’t to keep you pristine; it’s to capture the joy of the mess. Live in the moment. Get the dress dirty. Have a proper go at the celebration and let me worry about saving the evidence.