What a Season: Our 2026 Weddings, In All Weather
If 2026 taught us anything at Kalidron.Photography, it's this: British weather has a sense of humour, and our couples have better taste in photographers than in forecasts.
From the first enquiry to the final delivery, that beautiful wooden box with the USB stick and prints inside, it's always me you're talking to. No call centre, no hand-offs, no "let me check with the team." Just me, from "we're getting married!" to "your gallery is ready, grab the tissues."
And this year? I can truly say it: we haven't received a single negative review.
Not one. Zero. Nada. Which, for a wedding photographer, feels a bit like getting through a whole season without stepping on a bridesmaid's dress. A miracle.
Me + Evie = The Dream Team
A huge part of that is Evie, my second shooter and absolute legend.
While I'm focused on the big moments, the walk down the aisle, the first kiss, the dad who swears he won't cry and then absolutely does, Evie is everywhere else.
Catching the flower girl plotting her escape, the best man's hands shaking before the speech, your nan having the time of her life on the dance floor.
We work like that. Quietly, calmly, and usually with a camera in each hand and a plan B, C, and D in our back pockets.
The Weather? Oh, The Weather.
Let's be honest, 2026 gave us the full tour.
The Heatwave: Remember that stretch where it was actually too hot for England? Our cameras hated it. Honestly, they were overheating faster than the groomsmen in three-piece suits. We were hiding batteries in the shade, fanning lenses like they were fainting Victorian ladies, and still getting golden, glowy, sun-drenched portraits. Worth every sweaty shirt.
The Rain: Then came the rain. Not cute, cinematic drizzle. Proper, sideways, "is that my veil or a sail?" rain.
The Wind: And wind. So much wind.
Our last wedding together this season in Devon a few weeks ago had it all — rain and wind, just to make sure we didn't get bored. Evie was out there shooting through a window, looking like a very determined spy in a puffer jacket. I was out there squinting into the wind, hiding behind a bush, pretending I wasn't freezing, getting the shot anyway.
From Enquiry to Wooden Box
What I'm most proud of this year isn't just the photos — though I'm very proud of those.
It's the whole journey.
You message me, a bit nervous, a bit excited. We chat. We plan. I turn up on your day and try to be the calmest person in the room (even when a button pops off, a ring goes missing for 30 seconds, or the DJ plays the wrong first dance song).
Then weeks later, that wooden box lands on your doorstep. USB inside. Prints inside. Your whole day, held in your hands.
When couples tell me they cried opening it? That's the review that matters. That's why we do this.
And to 2027 couples reading this and thinking "we want that"...
You know where to find me. I'm the one answering your messages, shooting your wedding, and packing your wooden box at the end.
Let's do it all again. Just maybe with slightly less wind next time?
2026
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