Places
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97. A Throwback to the City of Red Earth
I have a message on LinkedIn, not quite on the Lopes World Cup Level, to thank for a fantastic afternoon out, one which may not be topped in a while. The food, the company, and the opportunity to reminisce over life back in the city of red earth was much welcome, particularly given the work… Continue reading
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95. Dried Out
Between severe heat, dry weather and hose pipe bans, our garden has finally given up the ghost, taking on the semblance of a browned out Saharan grassland in place of its usually lush, deep green. It doesn’t look like any relief is on the way, with the dry spells and highs in excess of 30C… Continue reading
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94. Road Works Galore
Photo by Call Me Fred on Unsplash Besides the great weather (increasingly tending towards tropical, rather than being merely pleasant), summer is also road works season out here. This is over and above the road works around Ottershaw meant to relieve the pressure around 2,000 new homes will add as part of ongoing developments. Heading… Continue reading
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93. Summer Saturdays – Out and About in Woking
Seeing as we are as far removed from a proper Nigerian “enclave” as could be, we have to go to Woking every so often for our big shop. This weekend, L and I had the pleasure of popping into town for the big shop. In the hour and a bit we spent there, we were… Continue reading
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87. Tatted Up
One of the delights of going back up North was rediscovering my old haunts, chief of which was shiprow. When I still lived up there, I went through there several times a day – to and fro work, and for non-work days on to Union Square and/or Church. Malones was the scene of many a… Continue reading
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85. Going (True) North
It is nearly a year since I was up here. Then, work drew me up, leaving little time for socialising and getting to grips with the place I left well on six years ago. The primarily reason is purely social – a family that is about as close to family as could be for me… Continue reading
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81. From Schiphol with Angst
Waiting at Schiphol, faces blurred by Gemini A few times a year, due to work travel, I end up in the Schiphol vortex. In three years of travel, I still haven’t worked out how it happens beyond it being usually in the Dutch Summer holidays. It is a bad end to a meh day, one… Continue reading
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80. Slow Sundays
Victoria Place Shopping Centre – Out of This World Show We have somehow settled into a slow Sunday routine – settled being the operative word here as no overarching thought was given to it. The starting point is usually catching the 11.30am church service and then ambling through Victoria Place shopping Centre. S and F… Continue reading
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72. First Saturday of Summer
We spent the day – a mild and leisurely one – up in Birmingham, a return to the city for a second niece’s graduation. The main event was on Friday which left us to our own devices for today. To Cannon Hill Park we went, to take in its sights and sounds and get L… Continue reading
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51. We, I and Them
As I write, England are playing Panama and making hard work of it. Coincidentally, I am on the home stretch of Zadie Smith’s Dead and Alive, in which the Essay, The Realm of the Unspoken engages with being a supporter of the England Men’s National Team at a previous World Cup within the context of… Continue reading
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