It’s been exactly a year today since I got the call from Dad — his voice trembling, broken — telling me that Mum was gone. I could hear the wailing in the background. At least he wasn’t alone. It was devastating, but, in truth, not unexpected. Earlier that morning, he’d messaged to say she was unresponsive and… Continue reading The Funeral Was Grand, But I Needed a Quiet Goodbye
Tag: Nigeria
A Piss taking Idiom
Igbo idioms enrich the language like gems, with one highlighting communal effort. During a village meeting, a member used the idiom about unity, prompting the author to reflect on gender implications and the origins of such expressions. This led to humorous musings that distracted them from meeting contributions, illustrating cultural complexities.
Crap I Get On Grindr – XIII – Lagos Edition
Got into Lagos last week, switched on Scruff and a warning popped up. Warning unheeded and most days bored while stuck in traffic in sweltering heat in an Uber/Taxify taxi with air conditioning blowing hot air, I browsed Grindr (which by the way doesn't have a similar warning) and picked up a life few lessons along… Continue reading Crap I Get On Grindr – XIII – Lagos Edition
Nigeria Recognises Same Sex Marriage
While planning a quick getaway Kasie Anyawu, realised his Nigerian passport was due to expire a few weeks after his wedding day and had to be renewed. Weeks later after the wedding, he set about completing the online application form for his passport renewal. Not quite used to being married, when it came to answering… Continue reading Nigeria Recognises Same Sex Marriage
Conversation With The Barber IV
Previous haircuts Conversation I, Conversation II, Conversation III It was mid-April. The London weather finally acted on the memo it received 3 weeks before and allowed the sun to raise the temperature to just above 200C. As is the norm, once there is any hint of sunshine, Londoners regardless of the actual temperature outside and their body… Continue reading Conversation With The Barber IV
Dear Nigerian Homophobe II
Hello fiends, I throway salute o!! It’s been a minute. In my previous letter I said I'd try and help you look less asinine in the World Forum of Homophobes (Click here to recap). Not an easy task and I am under no illusion that it will happen in my life time. But as the… Continue reading Dear Nigerian Homophobe II
Coming Out – Mother’s Woe
"......Yes Mum. I am gay" Those words knocked the wind out of me; like a sack of garri had fallen on me. Chima. My son. Gay?!? How? When? “I can’t exactly explain the “How”, but I have been aware of my attraction to men for a long time now. For more than half my adult life and… Continue reading Coming Out – Mother’s Woe
Coming Out
“…Mum. I am gay”. How did we get here? You are gay. You have known for more than half your life. You struggled with it at first but you are at peace now. But you are also a Nigerian; culturally both don’t inherently go well together. You grew up in a moderately Christian home -… Continue reading Coming Out
Dear Nigerian Homophobe
As life-long members of the World Federation of Homophobes (WFH) – a federation which has been in existence for almost as long as homosexuals have been, I feel your opinions are not being respected enough by other members of the WFH during your daily knees up. Here are a few areas I think you could… Continue reading Dear Nigerian Homophobe
It Takes A Village…..
“It takes a village to raise a child” I love this African saying and its practice in the community has huge benefits to a child’s formative years and indeed all the way into adulthood. But like everything in life there are disadvantages. Everyone in the community contributes in whatever way they can to the child’s… Continue reading It Takes A Village…..
Sagba Chronicles 