A wedding morning crossing a Venetian piazza, the crowd blurring past while the two of them stay still.

Palazzo Polignac

Foreheads together, both of them laughing, caught in the last of the low sun.

Katie & Luke

Two hands held between lace and a dark suit, the veil turning the whole frame translucent.

The whole party on the steps in floor-length black, pale stone behind and an overcast sky above.

A palm pressed flat against a palm, rings on show, a Cotswolds field going gold behind.

Held from behind, eyes closed, hands wrapped over hands.

Walking a gravel lane at golden hour, her skirt swinging out mid-stride.

Two small figures hand in hand under the columns of an ancient Roman portico at dusk.

Coming down the marble stairs mid-laugh, skirt lifted, bouquet swinging.

Standing small on a clifftop rock above a wide bay, the sun sitting low on the water.

Hand in hand on the gravel beside an old London Transport carriage, rust ribbons trailing.

Nose to nose in a tall meadow at sunset, the veil trailing right across the grass.

Cream roses, peonies and trailing greenery held against a white slip dress in window light.

A kiss partway up a wall of black basalt columns, one pale dress against acres of dark stone.

A narrow country road at low sun, farmland and vines running off behind them.

Foreheads together in dry dune grass, tartan sash and a white rose buttonhole.

Two very lit-up faces against a dark background, his jacket around her shoulders.

An embrace in a long ribbed tunnel, the walls running away to a point behind them.

A kiss on the pavement under an enormous painted YES.