There’s something magical about spreading a blanket under the sky, opening a well-packed basket, and turning the ordinary into the extraordinary. I believe picnics are about more than just food — they’re about connection, tradition, and those fleeting moments of joy we carry with us long after the crumbs are gone.

Some of my earliest memories are picnics in Longleat forest, muddy wellies on my feet and a basket packed with treats. Those childhood adventures planted the seed for what would become a lifelong love affair with picnics — the joy of the outdoors, the laughter shared, the traditions that stand the test of time.

Now, as a mother of four living in Somerset, I’m on a mission to bring back the art of picnicking. Not the fussy, formal kind — but the kind that makes life feel a little more special. One blanket, one basket, and one beautiful moment at a time.

Why picnics? Because in a fast-paced world, we all need a reason to slow down, breathe deeply, and connect — with nature, with loved ones, and with ourselves. A well-packed basket is my way of reminding people that life’s best moments are often the simplest ones.

So, pull out a blanket and pour the tea — you’re officially invited to join me on this alfresco adventure. Let’s celebrate life’s simple joys, one basket at a time.

Love Gemma xx