At the earliest sign of sunshine, our first thought is always the same: will the weather hold long enough to lay a proper table for an unhurried lunch under the dappled rays? To our minds, there is nothing lovelier than rustic breadboards of fresh baguettes, a small selection of cheeses, olives and a cured meat or two, washed down with a bottle of ice-cold rosé – most especially when laid upon a proper tablecloth with flowers cut straight from the garden in a hotchpotch of ceramic vessels, from big blousy blooms in old confit jars to diminutive posies in jars.



Here, then, is how to lay a Provencal-style table – even if we have to imagine the scents of fields of lavender wafting over the pretty tableau.