So I'm In…

I’m here. I’m in Lagos, Nigeria. I’m currently sitting on a stool that’s too high for the PC I’m using, and uncomfortable to boot. It costs me N120 an hour to access the internet, and when it deigns to arrive, it is slow. I got in to Lagos at 5am this morning, and was slapped in […]

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T Minus 3: YorubaGirl's Holiday

I’m a bibliophile with a neglected library. This has become painfully clear as I prepare to embark on my holiday. I won’t be on the beach so much as at my parents’ gaff in the ‘country’, but the relaxed vibe will still be applicable. The last book I bought was Siri Hustvedt’s latest paperback, The […]

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T Minus 4: YorubaGirl's Holiday

How does one start the day from hell? By descending into its seventh circle straight off the bat, that’s how. I can exclusively reveal that hell’s soundtrack is the endless, piteous cries of infants mixed in with the bemused conversations of middle-aged men. I spent the day at the Nigeria High Commission. And I promise […]

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T Minus 6: YorubaGirl's Holiday

Hola! I’ve begun packing. And panicking. I’m not the most organised of people – at the best of times I barely get by and when I do, it’s down to the crack team of organised lovelies I keep around me at all times – and this time I’m suffering. I bought the suitcase; it’s a lovely, large […]

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T minus 7: YorubaGirl's Holiday

Oh, hello. The title of this blog post is a casual reference to my impending holiday. Although, come to think of it, the use of the word ‘impending’ which usually prefaces ‘doom’ perhaps wasn’t the best choice. I’m off, kids, to sunnier climes – the land of mosquitoes, Fela Kuti, suya and the originator of […]

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Mag Hag

I have the unholiest crick in my neck. Why? Because I spent every waking hour (including many of the wee ones) between Friday evening and Sunday afternoon taking out a few hundred braids. I even missed out on going to see the recording of Charlie Brooker’s new show. When I’m rich enough, I will hire […]

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The Unnatural Pull of True Blood

Lately, I’ve been resisting the urge to speak in a Louisiana drawl and wear incredibly short shorts. It’s the beginning stages of a new and possibly unhealthy addiction. An addiction to British TV’s latest HBO import, True Blood. I like pop culture vampires – Angel (or Angelus when he’s bad), Spike, I love ‘em . […]

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Ladies Wot Lunch

This weekend, I attended a very genteel gathering of ladies in north London. It was the second annual Newington Green Ladies Tea Party. It sounds very much like a grassroots level political party, doesn’t it? Maybe one day… it sure rocked, though. The tea parties are the brain- and lovechild of a lovely Kiwi Londoner […]

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1776 And All That

Thanks to a 1996 summer blockbuster starring Will Smith, Bill Pullman and Jeff Goldblum, lots of people have come to believe that the Fourth of July celebrations centre around an angry, destructive alien race’s desire to wipe out human civilisation. Not so, movie fans. It’s when America celebrates her independence from the Kingdom of Great […]

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