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The Friday Fun: 8 January 2016

What a gloriously new year it is. Even more excitingly, it is, for most of us, the first end-of-a-working-week Friday of 2016 which means this is the first of many Fridays on which we will cast off our cares and dance merrily into the sun. It’s the weekend, finger snappers, so here are a few things to help you get into it. 1.This spoof of Adele’s Hello, which perfectly captures the gym-despair being felt by many this January.   2. This excellent tune, called Saviour by my new favourite English It band, Secret Company. At only 2.5 minutes long, it is a bite-sized joy.   3. This photo set of the thinking woman’s Number 1 2016 Celebrity Crush, John Boyega, being adorably hilarious re Harrison Ford.   4. This excellent quote by Teddy Roosevelt which I think is a great mantra for 2016.   5. And finally this blog post from one of my writer-crushes Jean Hannah Edelstein on becoming the kind of woman who carries her dog in a bag on a subway in …

A List of Things That Happened During Christmastide That I Want To Tell You Guys About

I read in a church program (we went to church 3 times) that the entire period between Christmas and like Jan 6th or something is called Christmastide and for the rest of the holiday whenever people said “Merry Christmas!” to me I replied with “And a Merry Christmastide to you!” and honestly? The fact that generally I got a sort of confused smile in return amused me way too much. My sister kept calling the new Hunger Games movie “To Kill a Mockingjay”. I made THE best butternut squash soup I have ever made, and that’s saying something, because I make it every Christmas, and it’s always a huge gastronomical success, but this time, everyone had so much they almost forgot to save room for the other courses and my dad said, seriously, “Maybe I should give you some money to open a restaurant in Abuja.” and because the way my dad shows love is generally to give you some money and because he doesn’t really know how to give a proper compliment or say …

The Friday Fun: 12 December 2015

Memories are terribly fragile things, so vulnerable to nuance and circumstance, perspective and context. Perhaps that first kiss, the one that you hold up against the light as the Gold Standard of kisses was, to your kissing partner, no more than meh. Perhaps that awful first day at school, that still has you waking up in cold sweats, the one where you forgot your own name and spilled ketchup all over your crisp white shirt, exists in no-one’s mind but your own. Perhaps all we do, and will ever do, will only  be one side of a story that no one will remember to tell. Perhaps. But so what. Go out there and try anyway. Kiss that boy, or girl, anyway. Introduce yourself to that stranger, anyway. Dance to that song, anyway. Because even if it’s all a glorious waste of time, even if it’s all ashes in the wind, even if certainty is nothing more than a fancy word, I’d rather having fun trying that give up in despair. It’s the weekend, rose petals, …

The Friday Fun: 4 December 2015

This is it guys. The beginning of the end (of the year). The slow march towards death (of 2015). The gentle decline, the persistent ache of goodbye, the deep still knowledge that all that was, shall no longer be (in terms of dates). The glittering spectacle that is Christmas is all that stands between us and 2016….and I am, frankly, vibrating with excitement. In December, every day is a present. In December, every morning is one sunrise closer to Christmas. In December, all sins are forgiven and all old loves are made new. In December, every day is a winding road and we get a little bit closer to feeling fine. So, mistletoe-twiners, today’s edition of the Friday Fun is extra special, because this is the first Friday of the first weekend in December so here’s a whole host of things to help you get into it. 1. This mega oldie but utter classic, because I alluded to it in the intro and because Sheryl Crow is, and ever shall be, because some of you …

The Friday Fun: 20 November 2015

I would never be so bold as to tell you what to love, but these things- a shared smile, a perfectly flipped omelette, the first restful night between newly laid bedsheets, the sated stillness after a bout of raucous laughter, the mumbled ‘hey’ from a sleep-warmed lover, the first hiss-crack of good alcohol being poured on ice cubes -are all good things, things you should like and cultivate as often as possible, but particularly when the twin terrors of weekdays and work hours abate. It’s the weekend, glow growers, and here are some other good things help you get into it. This song, Sorry, by Justin Beiber who has grown up so it’s totally okay to like his music- I checked with all the relevant authorities and you’re good, I promise. This tune is a banger and impossible to listen to without dancing. Here he is doing it live, chill-style, with the Roots. 2. This ridiculously perfect quote on commitment by Anne Morris:   The irony of commitment is that it’s deeply liberating — in …

The Curious Death of Baba Sola

Originally posted on Nigerian Newcomer:
My mother’s cousin died last month and relatives called from the village to tell her. But the phone connection was so bad, she couldn’t hear them, so when they said he died of cancer, my mother, standing by the window for better reception, said, “What? Tanker ke? Ni bo?” The person on the end of the line replied, “At home.” My mother hung up and put her hand over her mouth. She said, “Baba Sola ti ku o. A tanker ran into his house and killed him.” What struck me later, after it was cleared up, wasn’t her mistake but that for her, both options seemed equally likely. That here, between tanker and cancer, one did not seem more farfetched than the other.