Sometime last year, there was a rumour that Majek Fashek had died but I didn’t believe it for one second and unsurprisingly, it was confirmed that he was still alive. This morning however, when I saw the announcement of his death on a friend’s WhatsApp status, I screamed. The sky was a sickly shade of grey and the rain sounded as if the sky was crying. I knew it was true, Majek the rainmaker had gone home.
There are three places where I can start this post from, three of them tug at me and it didn’t seem fair to let one win and have the other two sulk in a corner. So, I chose a neutral paragraph to begin the post and that is what you’re reading now.
Lagos has been ‘locked down’ due to Covid-19 and it will be lifted tomorrow. Life wouldn’t exactly go back to normal but at least we can move about, use public transport and use banks again.Continue reading →
My favourite writing position is with a pillow propped behind my back, my head resting on the bed frame or the wall – depending on where I am. My right thigh supports my laptop while my belle balances it.
As I write this, my laptop tils a little from one side to another and it is the only time I am grateful for my soft and round belly. I want a flat tummy one day in the future, I don’t want them abs although I suspect I’d be one those who would get one as they try to pop out whenever I start a workout regime.
I don’t like Pawpaw…
I don’t eat either of them. When I was a child, the sight or smell of peeled and cut pawpaw could induce nausea. I can eat pawpaw seeds though, after they have been washed ten times. Continue reading →
A little under three years ago, I chopped off my hair and laid my scalp bare after cutting most of the hair off in early March 2017. At the time, I was tired of the hair and wanted some freedom from my long, shaggy hair. Continue reading →
I saw a very interesting article on the National Geographic Magazine about a doctor whose ideas on hand washing was scorned for decades. You can read his story Here. In the wake of Corona virus being declared a pandemic and as the death toll rises, his story gains a greater urgency and poignancy. His name was Ignaz Semmelweis. Continue reading →