It had been foolish of us to try to re-capture those Cornish holiday memories. Eventually, Tony Curtis summed it up beautifully. “We should only come back just as summer is turning into war”. Later I shouted at him for throwing his coke bottle over some roofs.

Meanwhile, my entry for the most imaginative vegetable quiche was turning out badly. I hadn’t rolled out a full pastry circle, had burnt the pastry during the blind bake, had forgotten to put any vegetables into it and was now attempting to put matters right by snipping stolen cress over the top. The only way to retrieve the situation would be to ‘accidentally’ drop the thing as I transferred it to the judging table.