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September 12, 2009

Big Brother's Big Mouth: The Reunion

Did you too notice the air of desperation hovering over the housemates like a particularly stubborn, all-threatening cumulonimbus?

Luckily there were enough revelations to stop us falling into a pit of depression. For example, Tom and Noirin are together! Channel 4 more or less spent three months compiling a damning dossier on her and then handed a copy to every member of the public. Did Tom not get his?

Meanwhile, Kris and Sophie were at one another's jugulars like a pair of rabid dogs,  Charlie and Rodrigo finally admitted what we all knew: they lurve each other, and Bea proved that she really did deserve our, admittedly hysterical, disapproval by stating that the negative reaction to her had taught her one thing: stay off television.

Mystery surrounded the absence of Karly and the dastardly Kenneth. Some of the housemates attempted an explanation but were swiftly gagged by Davina (the quiff was gone, a one-shouldered black number was the outfit of choice) and a wary director screaming into her earpiece: "Shut it down!".

As for David meeting Vivien Westwood and swilling vino with her, I couldn't be more gob-smacked. What next? Rodrigo having tea with the (real) Queen?

And with that, we must say farewell for another season. Thank you so much for joining us and penning such witty, wonderful comments. See you next time.

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September 06, 2009

It's not over yet

Oh how I dislike the period immediately after the final: so much time on my hands and that strange emptiness. Thank goodness today's Come Dine With Me was a winner - it featured a man who took an embalming course so he could embalm his own father. Yes, seriously.

Anyway, I refuse to bid my farewells and forget Big Brother for another year just yet, after all there's a reunion episode screening on Friday which we really should discuss.

Until then, enjoy your week.

UPDATE: Big Brother's Big Mouth: The Reunion is on E4 at 11pm on Friday Sept 11

UPDATE II: Oh dear, I seem to have created a storm of confusion: we won't be blogging the reunion episode live but let's chat about it afterwards.

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September 04, 2009

The Final Final

How did David stay in so long?  Lines from the North must be buzzing (or Viv has been speed-dialing all day).  I just can't bear him.  So glad Lisa's creature didn't win but appalled he came even close.  Judy thingy describing this year's housemates as among the 'cleverest and most attractive' was just, well, wrong. She was, however, right to then say David is neither of those things.

As for Rodrigo and Charlie...obviously they have to sleep together night, if only for the Heat cover.  I think Rodrigo truly fancies Charlie but his love--unlike his patriotism--is not returned.

So it seems Sophie is going to win.  A perfect ending to the series and the show. PS I was right!

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Live: the Big Brother final

We're live tonight, so don't forget to refresh your screen regularly

23.08 That's it, it's all over for another year.

23.05 They have stuck to their guns: Big Brother is only giving Sophie the £71,321 the housemates won back after losing the prize for bad behaviour and not the full £100,000. The rest is going to charity.

22.51 It's montage time. It all seems a bit more poignant this year, post-cancellation announcement.

The shots of Marcus and Noirin have just brought to mind Sara and Darnell from BB9. It was much the same scenario: girl flirts then says no, boy refuses to accept the rejection and behaves poorly.

Great clips of Bea. She really did behave terribly.

Even second time around Rodrigo's meeting with "the Queen" has me in hysterics. Ditto the Beyonce dance routines.

22.47 She really is winning me over.

"I feel so accepted!"  Aw.

22.43 She looks genuinely touched and not a little teary. I'm warming to the girl now even though she robbed my Siavash of his win.

Am I a sucker or is Kris's longing look convincing you too? Of course, he could just be looking for a leg up to a magazine spread.

22.37 Sophie has officially reverted to her glamour model persona. The skirt is just covering her butt, the top is riding low and she's squealing "Oh no! I forgot my make-up bag!"

She's out and here come the fireworks! They do do a good sky rocket, those Big Brother folk.

22.35 I wish they'd do more pans to the old contestants. I want to see what happens when Siavash sees Noirin and how Marcus is coping with having her near. And how Sree is dealing with seeing her.

22.27 Oh bless! Siavash is so excited that he is grinding his ludicrously large heels into the studio floor. He is also struggling to speak with a horribly hoarse voice. I wonder if he'll lose it entirely when the subject of Noirin comes up.

Oh look, here comes that very subject right now. He really is still terribly wounded by the whole saga. He can't cope with the old clips of them snogging, he's wiggling about in his seat. Now he's standing. He looks utterly humiliated. 

An apology to his girlfriend and a defence of Noirin - what a gentleman.

22. 20 Sophie is the winner!

She looks stunned. Siavash looks genuinely pleased for her. Goodness knows how he is managing to look pleased about anything seeing as he is about to face a thronging crowd dressed in lycra and high heels. The straighteners have stretched as far as his beard though so he has that to be thankful for.

He's out with the crowd now and I feel overwhelming pity for him. He looks utterly ridiculous. Every file shot of him forever more will involve peach lycra, a bow tie and patent heels.

10.12 Enough of the "Nanu nanus", David. Let's get on with the interview, although I'm not entirely sure there's anything I'm desperate to know about him.

Why is he yelling when he has a microphone? Robbie Williams wouldn't mind, apparently. Can't believe a pop star voted to keep David in. What with Viv and a onetime Take That member, David's building himself quite a crew. I feel a whole lot of 'David with famous mates at Mahiki' picture captions coming on. Sigh. He's one housemate I hoped would fade from public view swiftly and without incident.

10.06 Poor old David having to wait this long to leave the house only to find his big moment tarnished by Siavash's insistence on using the toilet. He memories of his exit will forever include Sophie banging madly on the loo door yelling "Siavash's in the toilet!" and "Come on Siavash, David's leaving!"

10.00 We're back and Davina is still sporting a large Christmas decoration moulded into the shape of a jacket.

Judy is also back with another monotone voice-over and still a disappointing lack of fighter jets. But I agree with her analysis that Siavash is the "most multi-faceted housemate" and that Sophie has shown a surprising lack of vanity for a glamour model.

21. 27 Siavash's hair is looking very sleek. Must have spent a whole lot of tokens on the hair straighteners this evening. Sophie's locks, meanwhile, are in need of some desperate attention. On that hairy note (see what I did there), we come to the end of the first show. The next one starts at 10pm, so see you back here shortly.

21.25 Finally! David is out! Well, in half-an-hour anyway. They're making him sit there through The Kevin Bishop Show until the second installment.

21.23 Those cheers for Sophie are very loud. I think we might be looking at a glamour model winning Big Brother. Dear me.

21.15 Charlie is insisting he never thought he'd win. Meanwhile, his eyes are shifting about furtively, desperately trying to figure out how the hell he's outside the house when he was sure he'd be the last man standing.

Rodrigo on Charlie: "We're just friends". And now, Charlie on Rodrigo: "We're just friends". I'm not buying it. Wouldn't they make a lovely looking couple (if not a particularly calm one)?

May or may not be a bit teary listening to Charlie talk about his ill mother.

21.09 Shock number two: Charlie's out! 

That means David is in the final three. How can this be? Maybe Vivienne Westwood has spent some of her millions employing a shed load of men, women and children with especially dexterous digits to repeat dial the Big Bro hotline and keep her boy David in. 

21.05 Have finished the sushi and there's still hours to go. Never was very good at pacing myself. Always ate all my Easter eggs as soon as I got them and then stared jealously at my sister's stash for the next month.

21.03 I was hoping they would bring out Rodrigo's family in the flesh. No such luck. Lovely video message though. I'm glad dear Rodrigo has a supportive family who like to chant. A lot.

8.57 Rodrigo is looking so well-groomed for his interview. Bless. As for the Union Jack belt - only he could pull that off.

I don't know about the psychologist moving from live interviews to the role of correspondent. I keep expecting to see fighter jets flying behind her or at least some sort of minor explosion.

Davina, I beg you, get the truth about Rodrigo and Charlie's relationship now. Do it!

"We are friends"? Don't accept that answer, Davina!

Well played: they've wheeled out the psychologist (still no fighter jets) to tell him what we all know: he lurves Charlie.

8.50 Rodrigo's out first! Didn't see that coming. Thought David was a goner for sure. Rodrigo looks shocked, but seems to have tamed the pesky curls at the back of his head that have vexed him so.

Batten the hatches: goodness only knows where this final is going to go now.

8. 49 Oh dear me! For a moment there I thought Marcus had cut off his mullet. Thank goodness we got a better angle of it before I passed out with the shock of it all.

8.48 Look away from the screen! Noirin will cast her spell on you. You'll be forced to buy every copy of Nuts that she's in forever more!

8.46 Oh er, Kris has turned up to greet Sophie. I look forward to seeing how that reunion goes

Karly is still with Kenneth - how disappointing.

8.45 Well, I think we can safely say that Angel is still barking mad.

8.44 Can anyone remember who Benazir was? What did she do/say?

8.41 Sushi is working out better than I expected. Getting the salt factor I was concerned about missing from the Miso soup (don't worry, haven't gone too upmarket - it's in a paper cup).

8.38 A Michael Jackson song and the end of Big Brother? Can we take this much poignancy?

8.37 Sophie made a joke! And it was funny!

8.35 Ah Siavash, give it a rest. We don't need to see more of your threats at this late stage. You're trying my patience, boy. The lines are still open, for goodness sakes! They'll be voting you out if you keep this up.

8.30 Oh Davina! What have you got on, dear? Sparklier than a Christmas tree. I suppose we just have to be thankful there's no leather in sight... only spandex.

8.20pm  Ten minutes until launch and I'm worried. Have I gone too upmarket on my snacks of choice this year? I have sushi and a bottle of 2008 white left over from a Bank Holiday BBQ. Having perused your very informative snack disclosures on the previous post, I'm beginning to think I should have gone for something saltier or, at the very least, sweeter. 

I'm also having serious last-minute loyalty wobbles:  I'm concerned that I've backed the wrong man. Until last night I was a signed-up member of Team Siavash, but after his threat to quit (stay or walk but don't make hollow threats, boy!) on last night's show, I'm tempted to jump ship to Team Rodrigo. Does this make me infinitely sensible or the worst type of fairweather friend? Luckily, for once I don't despise any of the finalists so shan't begrudge any of them a win. Even David has grown on me since he trussed himself up in a leotard and Beyonced his butt off. Still, I'd be fibbing if I said I wanted to see him triumph. It's Siavash or Rodrigo for me, then Charlie and Sophie, then Viv's boy.

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Join us live tonight

Tonight's the night! We'll be here live from 8.30pm to analyse Davina's outfit, pass comment on the old contestants' inevitable make-overs and sulk or celebrate when the winner is announced.

See you here.

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Wind in the Pillows

So after months of trumping, pumping and basically farting, Sophie is to be offered a cure.  Her flatulence could also make her fortune--ironic after paying all that money for implants that a 'flaw' should pay off.

According to The Sun, WindSettlers will offer her a part in a six-figure advertising campaign.  A spokesperson for the company said: "We hope the fact that young Sophie has been so vocal and carefree about her excessive wind will encourage women specifically to talk more openly about a condition that affects us all to some degree and not be so embarrassed about seeking out treatment."

I understand Sophie's problem, I really do.  Just ask any of my wrinkled-nostril friends.  Where's my six-figure reward for being a stinker?

Another breeze is getting up...a terrible and final twister.  The wind of change.  Off to select snacks for tonight's viewing.  Also, my CDWM obsession is culminating in taking part in a local version of it this weekend!  Check it out: http://www.prettyclever.co.uk/open-house-dining.html 

Wonder if you can guess which team I am in...

Charlie going to win? Sophie? Hated Siavash for threatening to walk.

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September 03, 2009

I want to be Beyonce!

I laughed like a drain all through last night's episode. I even lost control of a gulp of water at one point after Charlie's fetching fascinator caught me unawares. Those cheap, tawdry wigs that continually shifted from side to side, and back to front before rebelling in earnest and falling to the floor! And what of David's furious attempts to replicate Beyonce's bootilicious moves? Such enthusiasm! Such bold thrusting! Who would have thought the boy had such a range of motion through the hips?

As for Siavash, the man was a credit to himself. I do love a straight lad who's happy to "camp it up", as he puts it. Even with his butt raised in the air and a leotard wedgie threatening to develop, he continued on happily with his wiggling and writhing.

But let's not forget Rodrigo: he has the world's most infectious giggle. "I want to be Beyonce!" he crowed as Charlie melted down in the lounge, the garden, and the bath at the thought of being relegated to the role of stylist. I laughed and laughed over that and then I pulled the headphones from Mr S's ears (he'd been unsuccessfully trying to block out the sound of my hysteria) and yelled: "I want to be Beyonce!"

After he left the room, faintly worried and entirely disinterested, I settled down to some deep, serious thinking. Perhaps Siavash isn't my man, maybe it's Rodrigo, I thought. But just as I was about to switch allegiances, Rodrigo went all Penelope Cruz in Vicky Christina Barcelona. His hair wasn't straightened to his satisfaction! He had an unacceptable amount of body at the back! He was never speaking to Charlie again! Siavash, I thought, I should never have been led from you.

But if we are can take one thing from last night's episode, I think it is this: if you like it then you should have put a ring on it.

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September 01, 2009

The bus stop seat will be cold tonight

Siavash had a lightning bolt through his right eye, Charlie took his shirt off at an inopportune moment, David cried like an overgrown baby, but most of all Lisa got her comeuppance.

Oh yes, the bus stop seat will be cold tonight but the cockles of our collective hearts will be toasty warm. After all, a woman who clutches a packet of tobacco through what, in all likelihood, is the most public reception of her life deserves to fall at the final hurdle.

It's true that she looked rather more dashing with a lick of mascara and full leathers, but that doesn't offset the many months of boredom and bitching she's subjected us to.

The interview, in the end, was much like the woman: dull and disappointing.

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Winner Fakes It All

There may be no actual money in the pot but there must still be a winner.  The biggest loser is Marcus--oh yes.  Hopeless snapping turtle that he is.  The winner?  I want Lisa out tonight.  She really really thinks she's going to win. She's become increasingly unpleasant and only more so since David became her creature. I think he feeds on her at night like some sort of familiar. I'd like Charlie to win.  If Rodrigo wins it'd be a fairytale come true for our queeny little Monarchist.  I'd hope a win for Brazil would make him feel more secure thus eliminating the rabid insecurity and own-worst-eneminess that makes me want him to come a close second.  I could live with a Siavish win.  So there.  I've already lost a fiver on Freddie so...

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Evil genius

Hasn't Big Brother become a malevolent old thing? I used to imagine that the various disembodied BB voices were attached to jeans and sneaker-wearing producers with cups of steaming tea in hand. After last night, I can't help but picture a bony, old man, who was never hugged as a child, drumming his fingers together and laughing wickedly while plotting the housemate's next ordeal.

I like this old man. I approve of him whole-heartedly. He rescued us from the past few days' dullness to deliver a squirm-inducing, havoc-wreaking episode. Not only were the housemates forced to watch their besties nominate them, they then had to partake in a quiz about it just to ensure any healing wounds were ripped right back open.

The housemates' reactions were intriguing. They see-sawed between hysterical laughter and silent fury. They played it cool and then exploded. They fell into a cesspit of suspicion and dusty resentment.

But the highlight for moi was seeing Lisa instruct David on what he should do in the Diary Room. "We won't nominate", she stated, confident in her right to make decisions for two.

Yes, there's only one satisfactory outcome for tonight's eviction: Lisa out.

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August 31, 2009

Come back Marcus

I miss Marcus. I disliked him, I wanted him evicted and now I long for a few fleeting shots of him.

Oh to see his mane tumbling around his shoulders. Oh to hear him utter wild threats at Big Brother. Oh to see him make ludicrous proclamations about his strength/appeal/intuition.

The house is just so dull without him. It's the last week and I'm feeling ho-hum. Sigh.

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August 28, 2009

One week to go...

There's an eviction tonight and only a week to go. This can mean just one thing: it's time to nail your colours to the mast, dear bloggers.

Here I go: Siavash to win!

That means Marcus must go tonight. And even if he was up against another housemate, I would still want him evicted. I've never forgiven him for his behaviour during the Noirin days (Lordy, that seems a long time ago now) and I can't abide his perpetual anger at Big Brother. If he didn't want to be followed by cameras or told what to do, he should never have signed up for the show.

So there.


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August 27, 2009

They belong inside the house

I need sugary tea on an IV. Seriously, what a 24 hours! First the announcement, then two housemates are let loose on London, swiftly followed by the removal of this year's prize money!

But let's forget the cancellation (one must consider one's mascara) and the prize money fiasco (we all know they'll win it back) and concentrate on the unthinkable: Lisa and David escaping Elstree.

It was an entertaining sight alright, what with David dressed as Barney The Dinosaur after a nasty accident at a nuclear power plant, and Lisa kitted out as a strawberry with carotene poisining. They were hilarious mumbling away atop that bus and dragging each other through the streets. But it was worrying, dear readers, it was truly worrying. The whole point of Big Brother is to lock a group of strangers away from the outside world and watch them deal with each other and their isolation. Day trips just aren't part of the deal. Bus rides don't come into it.

And then, as if to hammer the final nail into the coffin, the other housemates escaped into the camera run. For a while there, there were no housemates in the house at all. In fact there were no housemates full stop. There were only daytrippingmates and escapemates.

It all felt a little sad. It was as though the producers had finally given up, like exhausted parents who just can't muster the energy to enforce the usual rules.

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August 26, 2009

The Big Brother wake

It's over! Really, truly, properly this time. It's not just another rumour or an ill-informed prediction. The men in suits announced it this morning. There. Will. Be. No. More. Big. Brother.

Let's shed our tears together, friends. Let's hold a wake, and come up with our very own 'Big Brother best bits'. Let's remember the villains, the lovers and Carol's wiry hair.

I think we require bullet points (when you've had a shock, you need sugary tea and structure).

- Who was the best BB couple?

- Who was the most villainous villain?

- Who was your favourite housemate?

- Who was your favourite celebrity housemate?

- What was the biggest house scandal of all time?

- Who was the weirdest housemate?

- Who was your favourite presenter (incl. spin-off shows obviously)?

- What was your favourite eviction?

- What was the best/most memorable moment?

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It's Over!

Not quite yet but it soon will be. This is the last series of BB.  There will be one more series of Celebrity BB and that's it. The doors of the house will then close for the final time, so we're told.  Very soon ivy will begin to grow over it and after a time it'll become the local haunted house.  Local children will dare one another to smash the windows and stand in its shadow with their eyes closed.  One day a bold, or stupid, boy will venture in.  There he'll find Davina--milky-eyed and mad and screaming to be evicted.

Yours, in melodrama.

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August 25, 2009

Eyebrow waxing, whispering and other intrigues

Last night's show served up a smorgasbord of questions. I think it only right that we address them in a hyper-organised, bullet-pointed fashion. 

1.So much whispering, so much intrigue: what are Rodrigo and Charlie hiding? Are they in lurve? Are they in lust? Are they running an underground crime network?

2. Was Sophie putting on a dense act last night? I have my suspicions. She dropped the word "geography" in there a few times and then suddenly reverted to "map history studies". Was she dumbing herself down for laughs? Or would that take the type of brain power, motive and dedication that she just doesn't possess?

3.Do you think the housemates have become as bored as is humanly possible? Or was waxing off one another's eyebrows just the beginning? And if so, what can we expect over the next ten days? Tooth extractions? Mole removals? Other minor surgical procedures?

4. This question doesn't herald from last night's show, but from days of meditating on the word 'antilactical'. Is there any way that Sophie could have been trying to pronounce 'intergalactical'? I do hope so. Imagine what it would mean! Siavash, and his glorious costumes and fetching facial feathers, was delivered to us from another planet - one where everyone is channelling the style of Jay Kay!

Speculate with me, lovelies...

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August 24, 2009

Oh children, do put some clothes on

So it turns out I'm a prude... and it took Big Brother to prove it.

I couldn't watch the oil wrestling. I. Couldn't. Watch. Oil. Wrestling. Me!

I blushed, I flinched, I did that whole fingers over eyes, peer through the gaps thing.  I usually reserve that for the worst violence of Tarantino flicks.

There was just so very much on show. And after all these months, I felt far too familiar with the housemates to want to see their privates trussed up in lycra and covered in oil.

For instance, how did you deal with the shot at 1.32 of this clip: http://tinyurl.com/nmfrq2 ?

Did you too feel the need to reach for a nice, fluffy, fabric-softened towel to wrap around Siavash's waist and protect his virtue? Or am I all alone with my grandmotherly urges on this one?




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August 22, 2009

Bye bye Bea

The crowd booed her! Davina lashed her! The psychologist told her she was behaved like a child! What a fantastic eviction!

And through it all she looked utterly shocked. She didn't even try to explain herself. I had expected one of her articulate defences, ducking and diving down avenues of blame, confusing all in sundry until she won. But there was only silence.

I loved that the psychologist called her on those fake crying sessions. I loved that Davina hammered home how much she had hurt Freddie. I loved it all!

Bored of my enthusiasm yet? Bad luck cos I've got more: I loved that BB delivered those magazines into the house. What evil genius thought that up? Bonkers Bea. Ha ha! But poor Siavash and poor Siavash's girlfriend and poor Sophie - the world talking about how much weight she's put on? Ouch! She strung up poor Kris though. He hadn't even spoken to the magazine. He probably didn't deny they'd slept together because he knew she'd told the world they had. What were his choices? Out her as a liar or make cash from romping stories. He chose not to comment. Admirable.

Right, love fest over. Enjoy the rest of your weekend and let me know if any you manage to figure out what 'antilactical' means.

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August 21, 2009

Bin the Binman

Apparently his name is David.  He HAS to go.  I thought he might bring a sort of Northern charm blended amusingly with some pithy campness.  A sort of Jonathan Harvey creation. But no. He's a thick-necked clothes horse who has sided with raspy Lisa and managed not to say one amusing or insightful thing.  I am sure he's very nice and everything and I don't want him to glass me should we ever end up in the same gay pub in Leeds or wherever. But go he must.  DISCLAIMER: this does not mean I love Bea or Marcus (obviously). It's just, that, well, they're better viewing (even when it is through my fingers).

I am about to knock off early, as David might say, and treat myself to a cucumber garnished Hendricks and tonic (something David would NEVER say, being a dedicated WKD drinker).  I might even crack out the crisps.

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August 19, 2009

Eviction woes

Help me! I am confused, torn, plagued by indecision.

Bea should be evicted. She is conniving. She is humourless. She has cheap, ratty hair extensions.

The faux bohemian deserves a cacophony of boos, a dressing down by Davina and a ripple of uncharitable press.

But while she may deserve it, do we? For if she goes on Friday, the show will head directly for Dullsville. Rodrigo and Charlie may still row, Lisa and David will backstab all and sundry and Marcus will loudly insist his opinion be swallowed as fact (when he's not otherwise occupied hanging towels over the mirror), but will there still be any real, solid fireworks? It's unlikely, my friends, it's unlikely.

And so we are left with this confusing choice: we can have a right and just result or we can have exciting TV.

What to do?

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