Last weekend we shot near an old stomping ground of mine, and somewhere I haven't been in a long time.
After a nightmare drive to the 'norf' (the M25 and I have a very hateful relationship), we collapsed into a bed provided by my very own little brother, who's equally fabulous wife cooked us up a breakfast of kings the next morning. With full bellies, the sun out and the roof down we happily sped along the New Brighton prom to shoot the wedding of Thomas and Sarah, a sneak peek of which you can see over on our VOX blog.
We spent the next day with my family, and although brief, was so welcome. I do miss them so much.
Just a lovely weekend, I do hope yours was too.