It seems that everyone had the same idea. I’ve been at BBQs all day, as friends have tried to grab the last warmth of summer.

The final BBQ, hosted by Wolfgang and Rosangela, was a true gourmet affair. I ate trout, chicken, steak, fat sausages, spicy skinny sausages, juicy hamburgers, the most delicious home made tzatziki I have ever tasted, couscous and vegetable salad, Greek salad, salmon and potato salad, spinach and halloumi salad, grilled mushrooms, courgette, aubergine, peppers and onions.

Even taking half servings of everything, I was stuffed.

‘Are you ready for dessert?’ they asked. ‘We have home made ginger cake with chocolate chips, pavê (a Brazilian tiramisu-style layer cake), and grilled banana with chocolate and ice cream.’

‘Gulp,’ I said. How could I manage this? There was no way I could miss dessert.

I excused myself and went to the washroom where I moved my belt clasp back three notches.