The converted stable block of Sibyl Colefax designer Emma Burns

Schooled in matters of taste by her mother, when Emma Burns, a decorator at Sibyl Colefax & John Fowler, inherited the former stables that her parents had progressively converted as a weekend retreat, she put into practice the principles that now guide her professional work as a designer
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The drawing room of Emma Burn's converted stable block.Simon Brown

Menno Ziessen, Emma's boyfriend, is a garden designer whose work includes projects such as Bramham Gardens, and the recent redesign of the gardens of the Chelsea Arts Club, in London. 'In my parents time, parked cars were visible from the house; Menno decided to reclaim that part of the garden, planting it with whitebeams', explains Emma. 'He also felt that the garden was too long and thin, a problem solved by planting yew hedges, underplanted with box, to create different sections, or "rooms". He deepened and widened the paved terrace, thereby framing the house in its own space, and also widened the central path so that two people can walk down it side-by-side'.

Emma has worked at Sibyl Colefax & John Fowler for 25 years: 'I was so fortunate to spend my first two years working for the legendary and talented designer Roger Banks-Pye. He taught me how the suitability of pieces, whether for a castle or a loft, was so important; never to be afraid to scale up; that rooms can be theatrical and comfortable at the same time; and never, she laughs, to be afraid of things not matching.'

Today, with a design staff of three, she has around 25 projects on the go at any one time, from a boat in Monte Carlo, to a house in Yorkshire, or an apartment in Milan. Over the years, she has built up relationships with many clients, moving with them through various stages in their lives. ‘There is a sort of continuum, which I enjoy’, she says. And it is the same with The Dovecote - 'I love the idea that I am following in my parents' footsteps. Perhaps for my next party I shall ask the local morris dancers to perform on the lawn.'