Up on the roof terrace the roofs join up, separated by low walls and lattice fences full of flowering jasmine and for us, one giant cascading ivy down the whole light-well.

I’m the self-designated gardener here, watering the multitude of potted plants, succulents and herbs and occasionally peering over a wall, down a light-well and through open shuttered windows, glimpsing other Porteños going about their day.