How to have a winter picnic

Winter picnics. They ring rather like strawberries and cream in January, or mince pies in June. Something that’s not meant to be, out of season. But a winter picnic is something quite different to a summer picnic. Winter picnics are lined with luxury, fueled with festivity. They’re a kind of novel celebration, marked with prosecco in plastic glasses and mini Christmas crackers hiding in the hamper. They’re a chance to get out of the stuffy indoors and feel the fresh air pinch your cheeks like a fond grandparent. So don’t get cold feet about midwinter picnicking; go all out and go for it. And wear warm socks. Continue…

A Highland picnic

Three glorious days spent at my Uncle’s place in the northern tip of Scotland taught me that weather is no obstacle to Scottish picnickers. Whilst 12 degrees celsius, driving rain and Hurricane Highland may be the kind of summer’s day you’d find the average Brit all cosied up indoors with their hands wrapped around a mug of hot tea, the Scots will be sauntering out into the heathered hills geared from head-to-toe with their picnic baskets and fishing rods.  Continue…

Going with the flow on 6th June, 2016.

Let’s be honest here. We do sometimes make mistakes when we’re picking the perfect picnic spot. But who can possibly count on the tide coming in, rather than going out? 

This special day I spent barbecuing with two of my closest friends on the sandy, sun-soaked banks of the River Orwell. Featuring a three salad combo, incoming tides, and multi-functional Birkenstocks all topped off with a scorching summer burn, this picnic was more concentrated on a friendly catch-up than a tidal one.  Continue