Memoirs

Ain’t No Sunshine In Bogobiri

“Ain't no sunshine when she's gone It's not warm when she's away Ain't no sunshine when she's gone And she's always gone too long Anytime she goes away.” The absence of bright lights, the tiny walkways between tables, the...

The Great Escape

When I was barely two years old, I ran away from home. Not that I had any need to run, or that I in fact knew I was running or wandering away from the...

War at Club 57

Friday nights are the best kinds of nights in Lagos. Save for the unfortunate traffic that befalls those who dare to leave the island to any part of the mainland, every fun spot is...

Black Out At Maroccaine Bar

It was 4:30am and I opened my eyes. I was on my bed, fully clothed in the grey skirt and lazy black t-shirt I wore out of the house the day before. My wig...

5 Places; 5 Short Lagos Stories

To describe Lagos is to describe a Nigerian song that is bad on most days, but whose lyrics you can sing along to and whose melody has the ability to move your body wilfully,...