The hibiscus bush waves and makes leafy sounds in the odd energetic gust outside on the verandah of our Ground Floor Superior garden unit. I'm glad it is a hibiscus bush, if it was a bush of indeterminate type I would not have been able to use it as a scenic mood-setter for this Camps Bay chapter. I'm looking at the bush again wondering how to brew it into a healthful cup of hibiscus tea.

These are the sort of thoughts you have when the surroundings and comfort around you have smoothed off the jagged edges that stress has etched onto your wave form.

A Day of Cheese- Fairview Wine Estate 

Suid-Agter-Paarl Rd, near Paarl, 021 8633609

This is the way to live: we earned our daily wage whilst driving around the wine area on the fringe of Paarl. We had just lost a month's wage whilst having marmalade on toast in the morning and were sullen in a "see if I care" kind of manner.

The Stranger at The House of Pasta

House of Pasta, 18 Long St, Cape Town, 021 419 6975 / 135 Long St, Cape Town, 021 422 5099

What made me stop and look at this blackboard in a jungle of blackboards.

Sea Point Pizza, Pasta Tricks Eye of Diners

Posticino, 3 Albany Mews, 323 Main Road, Sea Point, 021 4394014

Here we are in Sea Point again, one block down from Grandma in Bordeaux and almost looking over Hotel le Vèndôme where new model Benzos disgorged new model generals and brigadiers, hitting the ground waddling and aiming for the breakfast room. The SANDF brass were sporting some heavy caliber girths: our army marching on its long-range stomachs.