On our way over to Franschhoek, where we were booked in to stay for two nights, we stopped off in Boschendal for a picnic, or le pique nique to be correct. The weather was glorious (as it usually is in good ol' S.A) and we chose a picnic table under a big tree. We were brought over a bottle of Boschendals cap classique and some water and we didn't have to wait very long for our basket to be brought over.
Oooh, it was filled with potato salad, mixed salads, coronation chicken, baguettes and (real) butter, cold meats and cheeses. We feasted and chatted and drank bubbly and sat back in our chairs feeling full and happy and warm.
We could get used to a life like that. What a great day!