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Published 1976
A summer holiday in South Devon spent on boats and beaches has become a ritual with our family and so too have the daily picnics we take with us on our expeditions. Each morning like brushing my teeth I make the days quiche, prick sausages ready for the beach fire and slice up Devonshire hog’s pudding while the children shout and fight round me in an infuriating, restless way. But the effort is worth it for the pleasure it gives everyone to eat those delicious hot picnics in the brisk sea a