My memory of my day as photographer at this wedding—of this photograph in particular—was of trying very hard not to scratch the varnished floor as I moved a heavy table to make way for the bride to stand in this sumptuous light. The bride wasn’t aware that I had the caretakers of the house staring me out (making sure I looked after their lovely floor) and that’s as it should be: it’s her day. I’m always looking for where the light is best; it’s a big part of the job as far as I’m concerned. Where I live in Bridport on the south coast, the light is often dramatic but drama isn’t everything. It’s a sense of quiet in my head that is often the most helpful thing I bring with me when being a photographer at a wedding.