The opening credits scene to an English thriller. In which a dog hopefully does not suddenly appear from the woods, barking for its missing owner as I come across signs of a struggle… #LunchtimeWalks #WinterAfternoons

I’m doing proper adult things this weekend and going to see “Hairspray” with sistren. Socials, entertainment and possible food at the end.💃🏽 Goodness, how I’ve missed these real perks of being a grownup.

To be fair, this was exactly what Twitter used to be until engagement economics disrupted its social utility.

My other cheat with perfumes is taking time at (well-stocked) airports to visit all the niche counters and smell everything. Then stand there Googling best prices on discount sites. It’s how I buy high-end fragrances because there’s no way I’m paying actual retail for Amouage.

Men always say women aren't funny, yet a large percentage of skit makers are men imitiating women, make it make sense 🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️

It’s giving “The East India Company” in contemporary times.

Cumulatively in the region of 300 bottles at the moment. After enjoying an olfactory expedition from 2022-23, that finally calmed down this year. Now curating to sell 1/3 of the current collection and lock into the fragrances I’m unapologetically in love with. Frag therapy.💯

Today’s macro feminism was delivered in a Teams call by an engineer, who was asked to recommend a technical expert for a future meeting. She immediately snapped back with, “What do you think I am?” and the silence was palpable. Love all the formidable women I get to work with.

People that should have tipped a truck-bed of manure over his head. Fine, let’s even allow that it’s the middle of London city and a bit tricky to pull up with the truck… you are protesting farmers, for goodness sake. Why aren’t buckets of manure part of your arsenal anyway???

Or haughtiness. I used to be shy at the start of my U.K. professional journey, was dealing with the transition to British workspaces. Only for one olofofo Scotsman to drunkly confess at the office Christmas party that he thought I was a bitch and was glad to discover otherwise.

Work with a certain busybody who constantly offers to assist everyone else’s work, using the transparent ruse “You were busy and I just wanted help”. I’m THIS close to pointing out his lack of work while everyone else is busy is maybe a problem in itself. And yes. Yes, he is.😒

I remember that year Boris Johnson tried to gaslight us by saying racism wasn’t an issue in the U.K. Meanwhile, right in the cradle of our schools:-

And still on the subject of food, I’ve been on a recent mission to introduce the untried brethren in my environs to banga soup. Don’t ask why, it just felt right to give fellow Nigerians the joys of south-south cuisine. Highly recommended comfort dish for these wintery nights.

- I only truly enjoy ice cream when it’s scooped into a bowl, with orange juice poured over it, topped with Lagos groundnut. - Chicken as the meat of choice in Nigerian soups should be normalised. - blackeyed beans sold in Asda, etc is perfectly fine for cooking Nigerian beans.

As a fully grown adult, the question troubling my peace tonight is how I’m going to brave this frosty chill and wheel my bins out to the street.

It’s that time of year where my car can sense Christmas is around the corner and decides to overtake planned expenditure by suddenly displaying lights on its dashboard. God of the coveted 13th month salary, please hear our prayers and let our financial requests come unto thee.🙏🏽

Someone is owing a friend thousands of ££££ and we found his proposal video on IG, alighting from a Range Rover into a circle of LED letters while the cameraman slowly pans. There is no greater annoyance than watching this spectacle and seeing what an onigbese spent on effizy.

I truly enjoy not having to endure forced politeness in working with mainland Europeans. No facade necessary, emails are blunt…if someone is pissed off, you immediately know and feel free to give the gbas gbos right back. Very liberating and without pretence, as it should be.

I sometimes think about this in the context of Jesus always emphasising He came to do the Will of His Father. That focus on taking care to feed His soul shows up throughout His preparation for The Cross and is revelational. Eat, pray and love has long been Divinely prescribed.

He actually has a point, loathe as we are to admit it. Nigerians have adapted to being non-confrontational in the face of perceived authority. Yet retain enough arrogance to dismiss the work required to dismantle racism while also benefiting from any success of that same work.