a beautiful pea-green boat


once up on a time, a girl called Emma was born and raised in rural Surrey, at the age of five she was asked to be a bridesmaid for her godmother

as part of this duty, Emma was asked to present a reading of Edward Lear's "the owl and the pussy-cat" during the wedding ceremony

and thus begun this young girl's love for weddings and also dreams of sailing away in "a beautiful pea-green boat"

Emma is a country girl at heart who spent time living in Axbridge; the smallest town in the UK

with a home nestled in the Mendip hills, a love of the countryside was inevitable

now living in the heart of Devon with access to both muddy boots in the countryside and sandy hair at the seaside, it seemed the perfect location to start her freelance event business with so many beautiful venues and locations to choose from!

with a strong background in wedding & event planning, Emma has experience in coordinating weddings at a variety of venues across the South West and both a diploma in events management and a diploma in luxury wedding planning

when she's not meeting with clients or organising suppliers, Emma is performing on the stage or watching musicals. A white shirt and black trousers are not her style, colour is definitely a must!


The Owl and the Pussy-Cat

by Edward Lear


The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea 

   In a beautiful pea-green boat

They took some honey, and plenty of money, 

   Wrapped up in a five-pound note. 

The Owl looked up to the stars above, 

   And sang to a small guitar, 

"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love, 

    What a beautiful Pussy you are, 

         You are, 

         You are! 

What a beautiful Pussy you are!" 


Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl! 

   How charmingly sweet you sing! 

O let us be married! too long we have tarried: 

   But what shall we do for a ring?" 

They sailed away, for a year and a day, 

   To the land where the Bong-Tree grows 

And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood 

   With a ring at the end of his nose, 

             His nose, 

             His nose, 

   With a ring at the end of his nose. 


"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling 

   Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will." 

So they took it away, and were married next day 

   By the Turkey who lives on the hill. 

They dined on mince, and slices of quince, 

   Which they ate with a runcible spoon; 

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, 

   They danced by the light of the moon, 

             The moon, 

             The moon, 

They danced by the light of the moon.