In a world that’s far too serious for its own good, you’ll find some quirky souls who infuse that much-needed mirth into life with their insatiable humour.



Meet Edward Lear, a 19th century traveller whose talent reminds the world of his accomplishments as an English author and poet, artist, illustrator and musician. But he’s known best for his limericks, and the literary nonsense that he popularised. Lear’s most famous works is The Owl and the Pussycat, a nonsense poem written for a three-year old girl, that turned out to be a much loved childhood poem around the world.


The story is about the love between an unlikely pair – an owl and a pussycat, perhaps there’s something we can learn from its nonsensical lines, and apply its underlying message of harmony to our troubled world. 


The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea

In a beautiful pea-green boat,

They took some honey, and plenty of money,

Wrapped in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,

And sang to a similar guitar,

“O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,

What a beautiful Pussy you are,

You are,

You are!

What a beautiful Pussy you are!”


The beauty of the human race lies in its diversity. We may be different, but we all want the same things – a little adventure, a lot of joy, a sense of purpose, and love. Always, love.


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.


It’s curious how love demands a symbol. A ring, or other pieces of jewellery, quirky little trinkets, letters, notes, old movie stubs and keepsakes. Perhaps we need a reassuring physical token for something so intangible, and sometimes, even fleeting.


“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.


Be fun, be playful and celebrate the special feeling with charming little tokens of your affection. A quirky brooch, an odd pair of studs, maybe a fun owl pendant. Just to remind you of how love should actually be — built on actions and without borders…but also, a little eccentric, a little effervescent and a little unpredictable.