There really is nothing nicer in the world than eating outdoors with family, then talking into the late hours accompanied by a few glasses of rouge.
Unfortunately my son and daughter in law have now returned to London, and I'm already missing those evenings of irreverent banter and world-righting.
Suddenly it's already begun to feel autumnal, and any temperatures above 30 C will now be rare. Even eating outdoors will probably soon become the exception.
Kimbo (above) has promised to return before winter, so the solutions to any remaining international dilemmas will just have to wait.