There is something all British people can understand. It’s that mad rush for any free space available the minute the sun decides to grace us with her presence. And yesterday was that day. On your marks get set GO!
So me and my friend Becky headed outside for a spot of lunch, in True British style- a picnic. Only naughtier, as there were cocktails at the picnic.
My cute cool bag I won on Twitter from Borough Market a while back.
I was sent these cocktails to try, having proclaimed my love for cocktails many a time. I love cocktails, but I have to admit they are a little bit non mobile, with all the mixing to do. So these from My Cocktail are ideal for those lazy summer picnics as they are ready mixed, and in re-sealable pouches.
The sun was glorious, and as we had been out the night before, I just fancied lying in the freshly cut grass all day. The cocktails might have been risky on this occasion, but call it hair of the dog! These are actually their frozen cocktails, so I just popped them in the freezer the night before ready for our little outing. Sadly by the time we got to our picnic spot they’d all but melted, however they were still delicious. Surprisingly not strong like I have got to admit I was expecting from a premixed cocktail. I actually forgot these were alcoholic as they were really light, and refreshing. You can check out the full range at MyCocktail.com
On the way we had passed a couple of farmers stalls selling freshly baked goods, so of course we had to pick up a couple of naughty bites, which I was drawn to this peanut butter brownie. I feel a recipe post coming on soon...
We sunbathed for what seemed like ages, until the sun dipped slightly behind some clouds, so I thought it was the perfect opportunity to show Becky around a little, so we headed over to Williamson park to walk off our lunch.
The main attraction of the park in Ashton Memorial, a folly built over a 100 years ago by a millionaire for his wife (probably would have been easier with flowers mind...).
We soon had to head back though as Becky wanted to beat the rush hour traffic. However, if you follow me on Twitter, you’ll know the story of how I may have put in the wrong postcode into the Sat Nav... What? It could have happened to anyone...