These are the only examples in the world of this particular picnic set, they were made to order from Lady Victoria de Rothschild in 2015, purchased by myself at the estate sale after her passing.

Each piece is expertly crafted to the finest standard by the genius’s that are Hermes Paris, the wicker has been finely woven and houses perfectly polished chrome cases, the handles are hand stitched and signed Hermes Paris in leather. The wine coolers come complete with four cooler bottles which can be frozen

Each piece of chrome has been professionally restored and polished to the highest standards by Penhaligan Silverwear LTD London in cooperation with Strong and Woodhatch.

Dimensions pair of wine coolers

Height:- 18cm

Dimensions pair of pitcher jugs

Height:- 21.3cm

Dimensions pair of champion buckets

Height:- 12.5cm

Please note all measurements are taken at the widest point.

Victoria, Lady de Rothschild (1949-2021

Victoria was born and spent her formative years in the sunshine of Florida; the warm rays and the life-style of Palm Beach brought her a freedom of spirit that remained with her throughout her life and informed and shaped her taste. Later the family moved to Manhattan; her mother, Marcia Lou Whitney Schott, was a woman of great poise and style and remained a huge and lasting inspiration to her daughter.

After coming to London, as a young adult, to dip her toe into British culture, she went back to the US and gained a degree in economics at Trinity College Hartford. Three years later, through mutual friends she met and married Sir Evelyn de Rothschild. They returned to the UK and made their homes in London and in the Rothschild family house in Buckinghamshire; Victoria bringing to the formal landscape of these two houses a transatlantic chic and her own particular quiet exoticism. The history of collecting in the Rothschild family is meticulously documented and was well known to Victoria, it was music to her ears. She continued the tradition and over a period of 40 years gathered together a remarkable and eclectic collection of furniture, glass, china, silver and jewellery. She bought instinctively and decisively; in later years the collection was curated by her great friend, decorator and dress designer, Tomasz Starzewski.

There was nothing that Victoria enjoyed more than entertaining her friends and giving them exquisitely wrapped presents. In her last flat, she had a room entirely set aside for present wrapping. It was here that she kept exotic Japanese tissue papers in graded shades, antique rolls of striped ribbons and haute couture silk ones, ready for when a friend had a birthday. Entertaining remained one of her greatest pleasures, and she did this on two levels: the very large dinners for 200 or 250 people, to the more intimate events for family, friends, children and grandchildren. Whatever the circumstances, like an impresario rising to the challenge, she would set to work, with an awesome attention to detail that seemed effortless; she was brimming full of ideas. I remember in particular one birthday dinner when the ceiling of the dining room was covered with hovering aubergine coloured balloons, echoing the violet napkins below. Her large-scale entertainments were memorable; there was an anniversary dinner at Lords Cricket Ground, where the tablecloths were made of white cricket flannel and boiled brisket was served, so simple, witty, understated, whilst Rory Bremner provided the cabaret. On the occasion of her daughter’s 21st birthday, she transformed the Royal College of Art into a replica of the 20th century nightclub ‘El Morocco’ in New York for the evening, with Manhattan taxis waiting outside to take the guests home.

Victoria’s greatest talent however was in creating tablescapes. This was almost like choreography, and there was always an element of the unexpected. The starting point was a textured fabric – her version of a tablecloth – be it a woven Kente from Ghana, a patchwork quilted sari from India, or a gossamer light runner; the variety of texture and colour enthralled her. She would lay the table, instinctively moving glass, silver, porcelain and flowers around, embellishing, intermingling traditional and contemporary, searching for a harmony that lived up to her own perfectionism. At times she would choose her favourite 18th century Chantilly porcelain plates – even when there were children present – with delicate blue sprays, surrounding a centrepiece of fifteen to twenty Chinese tulip vases