
Launceston Golf Club · Kings Meadows TAS
Golf Club Wedding · Heritage & Historic Venue Wedding · Venues: Franklin House · Launceston Golf Club
Vows under a vine-covered timber pergola in the garden of an 1830s Georgian house, a veil that took off in the summer breeze and a first dance on a big timber floor with the fairways outside the windows. Tania and Jamie said their vows at Franklin House in Youngtown, then carried the party up the road to Launceston Golf Club in Kings Meadows. We were with them from the first buttonhole of the morning to the last kiss under the coloured lights.






































































































































































































































































































































































































Getting ready in Launceston · Ceremony under the pergola at Franklin House · Groups under the garden trees · Bridal party against the hedges · Reception at Launceston Golf Club · Dancing on the timber floor
Our day opened with a wide frame of Launceston’s hills, rooftops stacked one above another under a cloudless blue sky. It was a bright summer morning, so we went looking for shade. At Jamie’s, we found him by a window with a phone to his ear and a can in his hand, a pink rose already pinned to his navy lapel. Out on the lawn he stood beside a groomsman in matching navy, the sun behind them, which keeps eyes relaxed and puts a soft rim of light around the shoulders instead of a squint.
Across town, Tania was having her makeup finished at the dining table while an older loved one watched from a chair by the window. We caught the gown being fastened in the reflection of an old timber-framed mirror, a layered frame that says more about a morning than a straight shot. Then Tania stood at the window with her long veil falling to the floor and a bouquet of deep pink and red roses in her hands. A bridesmaid in navy made her laugh, and Tania pinned a rose to a young man’s pale blue suit.
Franklin House announced itself with a swinging sign above a white picket fence on Hobart Road. Inside the gate the guests gathered on the lawn in summer dresses and sunglasses, a few settling onto a green garden bench. We framed the ceremony through the timber pergola, its beams covered in vine, looking across the lawn to the pale Georgian house, with a short aisle of white posts tied with ribbon and flowers leading the way. Jamie waited in the shade of the pergola, hands clasped, glancing back towards the house more than once.
Tania came out of the house and across the lawn between two loved ones in pale blue suits, her veil trailing over the grass. We stayed wide for that walk so the whole front of the 1830s house was in the frame, then moved in under the pergola as Jamie took her hands. Three bridesmaids in navy gowns stood together on the lawn with their pink rose posies. Under a pergola the light is dappled, so we watched for the moment their faces sat in an even patch of shade rather than a bright spot.
The ring went onto Jamie’s finger and his grin spread right across his face. The register was signed at a small table under the vines, Jamie standing behind Tania with a hand on her shoulder, and we finished the ceremony with a detail frame we love: the marriage certificate with their hands resting on it, wedding bands side by side, deep pink roses at the edge. Then the hugs began. Tania was swept up by one guest after another, and a young man in pale blue lifted her right off her feet in a bear hug.
For the group photo we brought every guest together under a huge, spreading tree on the lawn, with the house peeking through behind. A big tree like that is the best friend a summer wedding has: the whole crowd sits in the same soft shade, so nobody squints and nobody is lost in a hot spot. Afterwards two older guests set off slowly down the gravel path with their walking sticks, under the trees and past an old lamp post. We kept shooting from behind, and it became one of our quietest frames of these Launceston Golf Club wedding photos.
The bridal party lined up beneath the trees, navy suits and navy gowns with bright pink posies, and then the breeze caught Tania’s veil. A bridesmaid grabbed the end and let it fly out sideways, and we shot fast. Against a tall clipped hedge, the whole party linked arms and walked towards us in a line, laughing as they tried to keep in step. A hedge makes a clean, even green backdrop that hides cars and fences. On the way out, Tania hitched up her skirt and strode down the path between the parked cars.
Launceston Golf Club’s clubhouse was ready: a three-tier white cake with tiny figures of a bride and groom on top and pink roses down the side, a wooden crate for cards, white letters spelling LOVE on the mantel and jars of pink gerberas on every table. Guests posed in pairs for us between courses. Tania and Jamie cut the cake with a kiss, and by the bar, under the club’s timber honour boards, one guest laughed into his beer while another hid his face. The long window behind the head table looked straight onto the fairways.
The speeches came with a microphone and a lot of teasing. A guest in green crept up behind a man at one table and covered his eyes, and his whole table fell about. Tania shared a quiet word with a young man in a red tie before the floor opened. Then Tania and Jamie danced on the big timber floor, a bridesmaid was spun across the boards by an enthusiastic partner, and the party lights came on. Our final frame was the two of them kissing in the glow of the coloured lights.
Tania and Jamie split their day between the garden at Franklin House and the clubhouse at Launceston Golf Club. The vows, the signing, the congratulations, the big group photo and the bridal party portraits all happened in the garden, under the vine pergola, the spreading oak and the long clipped hedges. Then the classic cars carried them up the road to the club, where the cake, the speeches and the dancing filled the function room, with the fairways showing through the long windows until dark.
The sky was cloudless and the sun strong, so shade decided almost everything we did in the garden. The pergola gave dappled light for the vows, and we waited for their faces to sit in an even patch before pressing the shutter. The huge oak covered the whole crowd for the group photo. A breeze kept lifting Tania’s veil through the afternoon, and we leaned into it rather than fighting it. At the club, daylight over the course gave way to dusk and then coloured party lights on the timber floor.
Looking through the vine pergola across the lawn to the house gave us the defining wide frame of the ceremony. The tall hedges made a clean green wall for the bridal party, and the tiered fountain ringed by clipped box was a lovely place for a twirl. The gravel path past the old lamp post suited walking frames, both from behind and coming towards us. At the club we used the gold lettered honour boards behind the cake cutting, and the long windows behind the head table framed the fairways while the light lasted.
Do all your groups and portraits at the ceremony venue while everyone is together and the garden is at its best, then let the reception be about the party. On a sunny day, put the group photo under the biggest tree you can find, so the whole crowd shares the same light. Choose a long veil if you love movement; with a bridesmaid ready to catch the end, a breeze becomes part of the fun. And if your room looks over the course, start the speeches while there is still daylight on the green.