Tales From the Waterfronts

As always the full moon cycle triggers chaos. I remember from when I worked in the hospital as a radiographer that a full moon brings out the crazies, that is why you call them “lunatics”.  The pull of the moon on the body also results in an increase in birth rates. Basically the hospital would be full.

My girls have been so upset as a childhood family friend was murdered. He was 25 years old and had been mistaken for someone else. The thugs beat the taxi he and his friends were in and when he got out to say they had the wrong guys they beat him to unconsciousness. He later died of his injuries. Such a waste of a good young man. My girls have been in bits.

He passed away in the wee hours of Tuesday night so Caitlin attended a memorial held at Forresters Arms.

The girl’s father is good friends with Carl’s father, so they spent many holidays together and he and Caitlin were in the same class at school.

It’s so tragic and enraging. This is the second friend dead from violence on a night out. Senseless.

The rest of us were home as Lily came back from George that night. Caitlin got home late. Norm did a shop and I made those yummy woollies chicken and chipotle sausages and this time I roasted them piled high with peppers and onions, it was divine! I made mash and as Norm forgot my broccoli we had a tin of petits pois.

Monday night I stretched the last dredges in the fridge to make a pepper and tomato soup.  I chucked in every vegetable I had. After it was cooked I liquidized it and added passata.

We just bought a fresh ciabatta and I heated these divine little frozen prawn starters.

They taste exactly like Kitimas prawn balls!

Wednesday night there was a raid in the same village as I live in. It was in the suburb of Hangberg and was an attempt to catch the crayfish and abalone poachers. Three suspects were arrested.

It triggered the other residents to riot against the people who live in the high rise flats nearby. They have nothing to do with it but it happens every time.

The local police are not informed and no protection is given to them by the police doing the raid.

Thursday night we had planned our book club Christmas Party. We chose to combine it with secret Santa and have it at Clay Cafe and we drew names and painted a piece for our recipient.

I painted the skewily spotted heart. It will go a bright blue when fired.

We had rather mediocre food last time so I only ventured as far as a margarita pizza. But the girls were braver and had salads and wraps and they all looked divine! I’m going again soon and will be more adventurous.

The wind was howling that night something insane. As the area where you paint is just a patio they had dropped down the plastic weather guards and they banged and battered. It felt a bit like being on a boat. It was brisk and breezy but we had a good evening. We always have a laugh.

It was Louise’s birthday celebration so we gave her a voucher for the local salon and bought a few slices of cake. They have amazing cakes.

Friday we had a project review then went out to lunch to say cheerio to my colleague Charlton.

We went to Orinoco Flavours as it was a brisk 10 minute walk from our office. In typical Cape Town style the weather had turned yet again and it was boiling hot so we were parched on arrival.

Everything on the menu sounded divine and I struggled to choose.

They also have a tapas menu.

I had a shredded pork burrito.

It really was nice.

My company director had the quesadilla with shredded chicken filling.

Charlton shared the platter with Michelle.

Some of the fellas had dessert.


It was all really beautifully done and very tasty. We spent the afternoon chatting and eating and didn’t have to return to work, I finished about 4.

Friday night Norm had another trip to Johannesburg and I was booked to go for cocktails with my bestie Retha as we still hadn’t celebrated her birthday but as we both had such a hectic week we decided rather to sit on my patio and drink champagne in our track suit pants. Worked for me!

I was up early Saturday to take Pixie to the doggy Chiro for her back. I drove to Noordhoek and back, It is such a majestic drive with a stunning view. Again it was roasting hot outside so I popped Pixie in front and put on the air conditioning.

Norm landed at 7 that night and dashed home and we shot off to an album launch for Mabel Sithole, one of his staff.  

I had no idea what to expect when we arrived at Obviouzly Armchair Theatre in Observatory, it was a small busy bar which led through to a crowded tiny theatre. There was a feeling of high energy and lots of noise.

A young girl opened the evening, unfortunately I did not catch her name but she had a lovely voice and I loved her style.

She sang 3 numbers, a Xhosa hymn, a pop cover and an original song she had written herself. Shortly after she finished Mabel and her band came on. Mabel wore a sexy black dress with chunky jewelry and had her hair in braids. She looked absolutely stunning.

They launched into a track that made me think of Senegalese music, it had an almost Ali Farke Toure feel.

I can’t put into words how much I loved that first song. They sang about 8 songs or so I guess and all were great but that first one is a special sound. It spoke to my soul. It was the sort of thing you could imagine playing as you leap around a campfire in the middle of a magical forest. I adored it.

The evening flew by with Mabel’s energy getting us up dancing despite the heat and humidity. We left the club after the show as Norm was exhausted from his trip and I was starving so our compromise was McDonalds which we normally avoid. It was like 10 years ago, leaving the club and hitting the chippy!

We woke to the news of yet another fire in a local settlement just across the bay from where we live.

Up to 2000 people are now homeless.

Photos are from Twitter.

Today we were privileged to be invited to a British High Commission event at V&A Waterfront. It was the Wildlife Photographer of the Year Awards and Prince Harry was to be in attendance.

Times like today it’s a bit surreal the difference in my life and those who were victims of the recent fires. I hate that 20 years after apartheid ended that people have to live like that, poor and barely eking a living. Without safe electricity, no surprises the number of fires considering the drooping extension leads.

Anyway, we headed down late afternoon. We hadn’t had lunch and as there would be a free bar we popped into Tribakery for a nibble. We ordered the mezze platter.

We didn’t want to get tipsy with no lunch, so this just lined our tummy. The wine was sponsored by Painted Wolf Wines and their Sauvignon Blanc was crisp dry and nice and cold. It was about 28 deg Celcius so was steamy hot.

We viewed the Wildlife Photographer of the Year Exhibition paintings while sipping chilled wine. It was very pleasant.

I was incredibly excited to meet the very handsome and stylish couple Adrian Kohler and Basil Jones, founders of the Handspring Puppet Company who created the amazing Warhorse puppets.

I was giddy as a school girl, they are so talented.

The art work was stunning and they served delightful little canapés to nibble. This was one of my fave photos.

Lily’s friend was also attending and she was so keen on the Prince.

We couldn’t really snap pics but we sneakily took this for Talyah.

He was as charming as you might expect. We were still chatting with Adrian and Basil when Harry appeared behind me taking my hand and I introduced myself. His minders casually moved the wine waiter off side and the Prince worked the crowd, his path chosen carefully by the members of the high commission. He milled about viewing art and chatting. Then he slipped out the back door.

We picked up our gift bag with several stunning books. Then left along the red carpet again.

We had spent a few hours there and we then headed off for dinner. We just went next door to the Cape Town Fish Market as it was quick and easy.
I had the Prawn & Calamari combo at R148, it was 8 grilled prawns & deep-fried calamari strips, tartare sauce & lemon butter.

Norm had the line fish.

We had a lovely view.

Now we are happily exhausted! I’ve had a very exciting weekend!


The Milk of Life

This week flew by so quickly I am surprised it didn’t give me whiplash. Norm was finally back from his trip but still had his board members to entertain so was pretty scarce around the house. He did pop home in time to walk the dogs so that was one less task to manage! 

The news all week was predominantly about the terrorist activity and resulting aftermath in Paris. There was another attack on Tuesday night in Nigeria. And yet another in Mali on Friday. The world seems full of insanity. 

The fire which occurred last week in our Hout Bay township was barely cold before the building began and the homes were replaced. The credit for this pic goes to Anthony Allen from The Aerial Perspective. The charity Thula Thula have worked hard to collect donations to assist the fire victims to get back on track.

Amazing progress for a week!   

Monday night it was just me and the girls for dinner and the only thing in the fridge was mushrooms and a block of cheese so I made some pasta with a cheesy mushroom sauce. 

I stopped in to do a quick shop on my way home on Tuesday as I had a few minutes spare as Cordelia works on Tuesday so I didn’t have to race home to let out the dogs. I picked up some thick fillet steaks at Woolies butcher counter and I cooked those with baked potatoes, mushrooms fried in tons of garlic and butter and a big bowl of salad with feta, avo and beetroot. It was all rather delicious.

Wednesday Caitlin came home in time to help me cook and as she was going to be late again the next night we prepped our dinner for Thursday too. We tried a new sausage from Woolies, a free-range chicken and chipotle sausage that is my fave new thing. Soooo tasty! 

I made mash and green beans and gravy to go with it. As we cooked Caitlin prepped for the next night’s aubergines parmigiana and sliced and breaded 2 aubergines and I made up a tomato sauce and the next evening I fried the aubergines and then just had to layer the cooked aubergines, the slices of mozzarella and the sauce. I also added a layer of marscapone cheese in the centre just to give a bit more creamy richness. 


All we needed was a fresh ciabatta to accompany it.

It is a fiddly time-consuming dinner to prepare but if I do it in a two phase approach it is manageable. But it is one of our favourites so it is worth it.

Friday at work we heard a commotion outside and rushed off to the windows to see what was happening. 

It was yet another protest by the ANC.

We took a vid, understand that this is the level of noise we hear even 12 floors up! 

Link to video
That went on for a while, eventually the noise died down.

I had to leave early Friday as I had an appointment for a mammogram at Arya Stana in Constantia. I had a small lump last year which was diagnosed as just a cyst, but when doing my self-exam recently I noticed 3 in the same spot and then some on the left breast in the equivalent same spot. The exams have improved as the quality of the equipment has improved, it’s still a bit sore but one must do it, it’s a few seconds pain for a bit of mental peace or if not normal, then early detection can save your life. 

Anyway, much to my relief the lumps I felt are just harmless. I had been stressing about it for a week as I waited til Norm was back from his trip to go as I need my rock for such events.

Friday evening we stayed in as the weather had suddenly turned so cold! We ordered a curry from our local Indian Oven and snuggled up listening to the rain on our tin roof. Apparently it even hailed at 3am but I slept right through it! 

Saturday we lay in bed til 9am when Nav started slapping Norm with his giant paw and WOOFING loudly in his face. Feeding time then? We mooched around til the afternoon when Norm drove me to Tiger’s Milk in Muizenberg.

Muizenberg is famous for the iconic colorful shacks further down on St James beach.

I was meeting up with a group of friends I’ve had for about 25 years, some of the first friends I made when I left Los Angeles and emigrated to South Africa with my 3 small kids, these ladies had kids the same ages and we formed playgroups and book clubs. We are all still friends so many years later.

This is Nicola and Janine. Janine recently fell and cracked her back, that’s not some kinky S&M bra she is sporting. 

And Tina and I.

We had some delicious ice cold Sauvignon blanc and then ordered some nibbles.

This is the grilled calamari.

 The prawns were firm and fat. 

 The salad was an awkward share option without side plates. But was tasty.  
We laughed and laughed and caught up with each other’s highs and lows.

Nothing changes except our surroundings. Oh and our babies are growing up. 

Today I have a serious case of the lazies, the sun has emerged and I intend to relax. I hope you have a lovely Sunday surrounded by those you love. 

Unlucky For Some

I’ve often wondered whether so called bad luck is just the effect of superstitious belief or whether it is much along the lines of “does a tree make a sound if no one is there to hear it” – I.e, does the bad luck still occur, but just get marked down to the downside of life? 

I didn’t realize it was Friday the 13th this week until the deed was done. It has been a horrendous week on a personal level as well as a universal level. On Thursday a fire hit the informal township in Hout Bay

These pics were posted on social media but not sure who the owner is- thank you anonymous photographer for your images. 


In the end anywhere from 200 upwards households have perished. Every item they own and they owned so little to start with. If you wish to contribute to supporting these families and helping them get on their feet you can drop off donations here and the details of the account for cash are below as shared from their Facebook page. 

As Norman was away all week I had a friend’s son around to walk Navajo and I had been leaving work at 4 to be home for 5 every day, but the whatsapp group for our area said it was gridlock due to the rescue vehicles and fire trucks so I waited until someone said it seemed under control to shoot off. Vanessa my pedicurist met me at home as well as Charles the dog walker as by 5 the fires were under control.

It had been a busy week for me with Norm away and unable to help share the endless tasks required to run a home. Cait was busy at work and Lily only gets home at about 9pm.  So I started work early, trying to get in by 7:30 or 8am at latest, some days getting up at 5:30. I raced home, met Charles, started dinner,   drove Charles and Cordelia my cleaner home, played with or walked the poms, fed the girls and the dogs and then crashed. Not counting 2 hours a day travel time and 8.5 hours in the office. I’m bloody knackered. 

It didn’t help that Navajo decided to bash down the fence which blocks him getting to the driveway.

He pounded on it til eventually it broke completely and we had to keep him inside the house if cars were entering or leaving which made mornings awkward. Normally he cruises round his estate and mooches round the garden while I’m leaving for work. 

Luckily I had planned ahead and cooked a big pot of veggie chili and curry so we had those for 2 nights, then used the chili as a side with mushroom burritos another. We had Chinese takeaway one night and managed to cope. 

Thursday night as Cait and I were eating our Chinese and sushi and waiting for Lily to arrive we get a call from Lily that her car is smoking and she is getting help from a nice guy who saw her pull over. 

Errr WHAT?!

I understood that he had sorted her car when she rang and she was coming home then so watched the clock for her, ready to come and collect her if need be. She walked in about 30 min later and said she had to leave her car and get a lift. Luckily it was a nice guy. Recently a woman from our village ordered an uber and didn’t check the registration and jumped into a car which was driven by a rapist with a knife who drove off, raped her and then dumped her on the side of the road with no shoes. It is unsafe to assume that what you perceive to be a Good Samaritan has no alterior motives. 

Anyway, she left her car and arranged a tow truck via insurance and got a taxi there to meet them. Meanwhile someone had side swiped her car which just came back from the panel beaters a few months ago.


Bless her, she was so upset. She kept messaging me as the drama unfolded. Then we all heard a loud speaker announcement to all exit the building via the stairs as we were having an evacuation. This in an international corporate branded building just after the Paris situation was a bit frightening. I am not great with stairs and going down 12 flights in a queue of hundreds of people was rather unpleasant. I had someone pressed against my back, stopped and had her go around before I chucked her ahead and carried on. We had to kill about for hours outside. What a nightmare, it was hot and windy. Then we had to traipse, floor by floor to the elevators. As we are floor 12 we took ages,

Still, I was home by 5, Lily walked the Poms and later poor Charles was caught in the rain while walking Navajo and both of them got drenched. We dropped him home and then we just popped into KFC for a burger as we were too tired and stressed to deal with anything else. We then watched a bit of Telly and passed out. Norman arrived home late to find us snoozing on the couch and popped on the news, and I woke about 1.30am SA time to the horror of the terrorist attacks all over Paris. We sat up watching it all unfold on the news, disbelief that another attack was happening so soon after Je Suis Charlie, or at all!

Eventually we had to go to bed as Norm was exhausted. 

Lily and I had an appointment with Pixie to see David Black the doggy chiropractor. He had been kind enough to move Pixie’s usual Friday appointment to Saturday with all of the car dramas. So we were up and away just after 7 and off to Noordhoek and after that we dropped Pixie and headed off to Camps Bay which is where the car had been hit. I parked up and Lily ran in to file a report for the insurance. It seemed to take forever but the view was pretty special.

Afterwards we headed back to Hout Bay and Allegria Cafe and Life As we needed to pick up a few things at Mainstream Mall. We both had coffees and the Eggs Benedict with bacon.

And as the desserts looked so amazing we took away a piece of carrot cake and a brownie which we shared later that afternoon. They were both really delicious and to be recommended. 

After breakfast we went to the pharmacy and Pic and Pay clothing and we both bought a few things for ourselves as well as a few Christmas presents. 

We then headed home to collapse with exhaustion. 

Norm came home late afternoon and took Navajo for a walk and then popped out to get a pizza for me from Mimmi to go and pasta for him and Lily from Cassarechio. Today Norm is working and Lily has borrowed my car to get to work. So I am having a lazy day, the weather is overcast so its perfect for snuggling with Panda on the couch. 

I hope this week finds your family safe. 

Takin Care of Business 

In the hang-overglow /aftermath of my party I neglected to tell you about our Hout Bay Gin Bunnies meet up! How rude. Really. I think spending the day curled up in the fetal position sucking ones thumb can do that.  Sunday was a write off. 

But it was so worth the pain. I had a blast. These days it takes about 3 days to fully recover from a session like that. We Cherokee cannot handle the firewater. My liver just can’t process it properly. Last night I only had 3 ciders over the course of an entire evening and today I woke up shaky and with my eyes sealed shut.


Anyway, I digress, back to the Gin Bunnies. It was held at Workspace in Hout Bay as our illustrious leader QueenBunny Jane-Anne always tries to highlight Hout Bay businesses, groups in need and charities. She puts in so much effort for very little thanks other than the peace of mind that she helps build that web of connectivity between like minded souls. And she does it with style and grace. I didn’t get pics of the food laid out for us but it was simple and delicious and looked like a stylist had delicately arranged it all. I was too busy tucking into it!


We had a good turnout.


 The guy in charge and the creator behind the concept is Craig Dunlop. You could hear the passion behind his words as he described his vision and the journey behind his attempts to achieve that dream, he is walking the walk as well as talking the talk. An inspiration to us all, believe it, live it. The doors will eventually open if enough energy is created.


The webpage for Workspace bills themselves as  “a playground for creativity” and I completely agree! It’s like an artist or artisans dream environment. It made me want to make something and I haven’t a creative bone in my body! 

Maybe I’ve just watched Ghost more times than I should.

The Worspace website explains the concept:  “Workspace is a shared DIY workshop incorporating design, manufacture, education and training. Join for an hour, day, week, month or year and enjoy the shared workshop facilities and services we have on offer. 500 square meters of workshop divided up into fully equipped zones including – automotive repair bay, woodworking shop, Engineering shop, Concept development area, Craft and hobby, Pottery and glass zone, Computer with design software and 3D Printer, CNC Routing machine, Lounge and Gallery area with free coffee and WIFI.

 Membership includes regular “HOWTO “workshops, Courses, Networking functions, Guest speakers, great coffee, free WiFi and a cool place to hang out and be a part of the existing Hout Bay Harbour Market and workshop precinct Harvest Centre. 

 We have a full range of DIY Project kits and ideas on offer. All you do is order the kit and we compile all the bits and pieces you will need to build it. If you need a hand, one of our experts is there to help assist, otherwise you’re free to work on your own.

 Design, create, build or repair.

Workspace is part workshop, part gallery, part meeting place, part prototyping studio and part learning centre. We offer comprehensive instruction and expert staff to ensure you have a safe and rewarding experience within a collaborative, stimulating and creative environment.”

As a result we saw all manner of stunning paintings, also an amazing huge fish made out of an entire tree trunk which I’d love by my pool!

I believe it beautifully represents one of these, a celocanth:


There were various pieces of art and sculpture, I adore this artists work.


 And I would happily hang many of the art pieces in my home.


The Workspace has just joined up with the British Council as well. They are also  part of the t.e.n. project which is receiving funding from the Hout Bay Partnership.


I admire how they are engaging the local artisans and encouraging the development or even sometimes revealing hidden talents. 

I love the energy down in this area. There are various other creative spaces. This artist, R. Robin Kutinyu has given birth to the most amazing dragon- I have watched it grow as every time I’m at the markets I pop in to visit him.

Isn’t he stunning?

So I’ve told you about Pixie going to the doggy Chiro for her back. She had seemed so much better but as we can’t ask her, we couldn’t be positive. This week we had proof, I arrived home and opened the outside gate at the same time Norm came out to walk them and Pixie leapt out and legged it down the hill, hair flying in the wind, giant smile on her face. 

A bit like this.

She used to do that every chance she had but she stopped and we thought she was just well trained and over her rebellious habits. Turns out she was just too sore. That makes me sad she was in pain and we could have fixed it. If only they could talk.  But she’s getting help now.

Pomeranians are such funny dogs. Panda loves coffee and barks til I give him a sip, this morning he drank much of my cup when I went in the other room. He needs rehab. It is so bad for him. 

I had such a busy day yesterday. We had a book club breakfast at Green Vine Eatery at Silvermist for Camilla’s 50th birthday. She looks pretty fab for 50! Louise nicked a table decoration to make her a birthday headress.

We had a gorgeous meal. Dawn and Catherine had the Silvermist Health Breakfast for R65, described as: A Delicious Fruit & Yoghurt Terrine Platter with
Berry Compote & Homemade Granola.

Several of the girls had the Breakfast wrap at R60, filled with Bacon, Roasted Cherry Tomatoes & Scrambled Eggs.

And Louise had the Silvermist Omelette at R65 made from Three Eggs, Fluffed up & Folded with a Cheese, Tomato & Mushroom Filling.

As always I had Eggs Benedict which on their menu was called a Potato Rosti at R70. A Crisp potato Rosti served with Bacon & Two Poached Eggs, dressed with Hollandaise Sauce. It was divine. The Hollandaise could have been a drop more lemony. Other than that I loved it. I wish more people served with the Rosti instead of bread.  

Afterwards they brought a slice of cake with berries for Camilla. 

Note the card lower right that cracked us up. And everyone thought the plate said ‘Harry Biethday” but never mind. 

We had a lovely morning. It’s a stunning venue.

Camilla has just moved house so afterwards a few of us toddled off to have a squizz. We chatted a bit more after our tour and then I had to go into the CBD to Mop Hair to get my hair colored. Leandra even curled it for me as I had a dinner fundraiser that night. I snapped a pic before I left. We also went a shade lighter for summer.

The dinner was held at La Cuccina in Hout Bay which is a lovely open airy venue with healthy locally sourced food.

The evening was a fundraiser charity auction for Community Crime Prevention.

Initially we were sitting on our own so we acted silly.  

Then we ended up joining our table to another and I got to chat to our lovely police captain and his daughter Annalisa who is going to be a heartbreaker! Funny how a persons life changes, there have been many times when I was this close to a cop and it was a bad thing. Once Norm came to collect me in the UK after a girls night out and when he rang to say he was there I had to admit I was in the back of a police car. 

I guess I have sort of grown up. (The ‘sort of’ is the allowance for the aforementioned cider overload.)

The food was delicious and they raised lots of money for the group. 

It was a great night. 

Today I’m being lazy. I’m going to make a veggie curry later for dinner. But for now it’s trash tv time. I had a little sit by the pool, yesterday Mzudumo put mulch down around the plants and it looks lovely.

 Enjoy your Sunday all. 

What’s Your Fancy?

Our family have an annual tradition of throwing a big Halloween party. We choose a theme and people can choose to stay within the theme, or even whether to dress up or not. We love dressing up and always make an effort. 

Some years more than others. The theme the year we wore this Kiss getup was “Rock Or Horror”. Anything Rock or Rocky Horror related.


This year the theme was “Come As Your Favorite Character” and I chose Miss Piggy. I’ve always loved her. I managed to find a pink headband with cat ears I could pass off as a pig, a plastic pig nose, a feather boa, long pink eyelashes, satin opera gloves and a faux fur wrap. I snapped a selfie before we headed out.

This year instead of hosting at home we booked Spiro’s in Hout Bay. Usually we have to spend thousands on security and a DJ alone, not to mention the cost and effort of sorting out all the booze and catering, it’s such a pleasure to just show up and have the wonderful staff at Spiro’s look after it all. We ordered 8 platters of food and put them on all the tables for sharing and there was a cash bar. The music was always great, some retro, some current, but they gauged the crowd well and kept people dancing, and music is the key. We always have a DJ and some years they are brilliant like the year we had 2 19 year old baristas who played an awesome show but got trashed on tequila and barfed over the pool fence.


Then they didn’t have a car and we had to deal with them the next morning banging round the house when all I wanted was to curl up in bed.

But they made it a great party.

Or the lad we found on Facebook who fancied himself the EDM Master of Hout Bay or something. He sniffed with disdain at my pre-defined song list and said it was too commercial. Umm, pardon? I’m the customer so if I want to hear Mary Had A Little Lamb on repeat loop then he should bloody well play exactly that.

He ruined my party that year.

This year I had nothing to do with it, we just had Spiro’s staff DJ whomever that was! But he was brilliant and as the crowd was all ages he played retro and current music and had the place pumping. 

I snapped a pic with my bestie Retha when we arrived.

Caitlin went as the artist Frida Kahlo and looked stunning even with a unibrow.

Lily went as Princess Leia in slave girl mode. She looked amazing. This is her with some of her friends.

We had half a Seargent Pepper band.


And some cool makeup artwork!

 I loved these outfits.


We somehow ended up with 2 Bravehearts!  I am the haggis in the middle of this sandwich.

I spent the evening squinting through those eyelashes.

We had a pirate, Medusa, Poison Ivy, and a lovely looking young gladiator spent the evening fobbing off the advances of hoards of older women. 

Absolutely Fabulous lived up to their name and stayed in character all night! They made the party they were hilarious!

There was a yeti and an astronaut. 

We really had such fun. Maybe too much ummmm fun. Or vodka, too much vodka.

The before and after says it all really.

Sometimes you just gotta let the wheels fall off.