FIGURE HEADS; Lagos Airport Diaries

I’ve been thinking, perhaps I need to have a “Airport Diaries” segment on my blog. I usually have the weirdest things happen to me there, like this one that happened in Accra I blogged about a while ago.

CLARA, THE NURSE WHO SPEAKS 5 LANGUAGES. #SHAREYOURFEAT

For this first comeback post of “Share Your Feat” I present to you Clara, whose feat I consider to be one of a kind. A multilingual. She shares with me on her running away to France a few tips for when visiting a new country and how a cross wiring happens in her brain sometimes…

FLIGHT; A SHORT STORY

The woman who sat by me on the flight from Accra to Takoradi sometime in February had never been on a plane. It was obvious when she asked me to help her fasten her seat belt. It became more obvious as the plane ascended like a bird with a bad limp, and a cold hand…

RUM BUM BUM BUM

Logistic problem is the thing that people say after plans they made don’t work out. Logistic problem is the thing that happened to us (my husband and I) a few days before our scheduled travel for our wedding anniversary, such that on the 6th of April (anniversary date) rather than be in our planned destination,…

Guess Who’s Back?

Hellllluuuurrrrr, I’m back. Anyone miss me? Can I quickly say big big thanks to all my friends who took over my blog in April. Eight solid guests and Nine incredible posts. Banke Ogundairo Marvie Michael Ikeoluwa Adegboye Adaeze Ezenwa Karanja Nzisa Saka Tinubu* Ayodeji Rotinwa Marit Bauddenbaum I had a restful time of reading, travelling…

BORDER BY BUS by AYODEJI ROTINWA

Deji writes with a swiftness I love. His story telling is what it is, telling it without impediments, and this piece on the outrageous excesses of Law enforcement agents evokes both sobriety and hilarity at the state of things in our dear continent.

ANNOUNCEMENT; This Month, My Friend’s Are Taking Over My Blog

Hi Everyone, Throughout this Month some of my writerly and not so writerly friends will be taking over my blog. Drum rolls please…And I am so excited about it. January was when I first conceived the idea that I wanted to do this, so I tried to figure out the modalities and the best time…

LONDON LIES, LAGOS CHILLING.

You know those people that go to America for one month and then on their return home suddenly start calling Police men – The Feds? As in, our stand-on-the-road-munch-groundnut-and-beg-for-50naira-policemen. Feds. Running down everything about Nigeria while attempting to be an IJGB. You literally just want to slap them and say c’mon will you adjust right…

MALE SUPREMACY NONSENSE; Accra Airport Diaries

Last week, I came across a certain misguided man, and after my encounter with him, I pitied his wife mostly, who I imagined must have such ill luck, and burdensome task of living with such human. It is for this reason alone that I refrained from calling him foolish after he exhibited the mysoginist side…

FULL CIRCLE; THE ONE IN MY BELLY

To carry a pregnancy full term is to have a child grow in your belly for nine months. It is to come full circle, round about and back, with occasional ticks of exasperation, anxiety and joy. It is to watch your belly go from wash board and bikini ready to a tiny mould, such that…