I remember the Nigeria Police Band singing that song to welcome back the Nigerian Commonwealth Games contingent at the then Ikeja airport many years ago. A song I find particularly melodious but have not been able to get the lyrics to it. If any of you smart ‘uns out there know the words please send them my way.
Yes, Lagos was interesting as usual. Some rest, a lot of noise (from electricity generating sets and vehicular horns and vocal chords that have had no modicum of training or temperance all their lives), to too much pounded yam and much more Star lager. Someone remind me to work on my gut.
The bane of the self-employed – I had spent my last week before travel and my first week on return on intensive work – and another few days just laughing my head off at the various comments about my last post: Inde, Afro, QomC, Standtall, ‘Sewa, Mommy, Fresh, Uzezi, Pink, Darkelcee, Allied, Doja, even In My Head… (that enigma), came out to play. I think I should go away more often. I miss you all ( I sound like a politician), well…some of you, I’m back now and will be doing the rounds and posting more often.
There, indeed, is broadband in Lagos as I was reminded and Laspapi even sports one in his bedroom, but if you knew the way he works, you would commend me for the courage of being able to kick him off his laptop the few times I had to check my office mail; and you will never catch me at an internet café. I would have taken Darkelcee’s invite to use hers, but she did not give directions…
Tuesday, 24 June 2008
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