Metroville: Missing Ribs From Akwa-Ibom

The rest of the gang called last night to check up on me. In case you didn't already know, I've just taken up the mantle of servitude to the motherland, which means I would be spending the next couple of weeks in camp, dressed up like an excited kid in pre-school, taking orders from soldiers who don't particularly like us. I was rounding up reports at the OBS studio when the video call came in from...

Workstation: How Good Is Your Social Quotient?

These days, we are marketing. Our Copa Cabana II project is coming into fruition and we have been networking with buyers who are interested in the properties on offer. The marketing department has been having busy days, and Mr. Bisi is particularly the busiest one of them. While some of us have been a bit reluctant about our abilities to make pitches to potential investors, Mr. Bisi goes on the full...

Metroville: Mind Your Spaces

Tokunbo always says the same thing. That she cannot be with a man who is heavy on social media use. Eddie always insists that only women with crooked ways have anything to fear about social media. Tokunbo would say social media is one big bedroom. Eddie would counter that any woman who hasn't seen more boxers than Muhammed Ali has nothing to worry about in a bedroom.  On Friday, while I was getting...

Culture Shocks You’ll Experience When You Move To Abuja

On my first day in Abuja, I woke up at 5 A.M. to prepare for a 9 A.M. interview at Central Area. I thought that if I left Gwarimpa early enough, say, before 6 A.M., I would be able to beat the traffic and get to the venue in time. I got to the express by 6 A.M. and everywhere was deserted. Abuja was still asleep, and there was little or no traffic here. The Lagosian in me was shocked to...

METROVILLE: Of Great Tiles & Eddie’s Sloppiness

We have spent most of tonight driving around the Abuja metropolis. Mallam Hassan is feeling a little out of his skin tonight and musters us to try somewhere other than the Metroville lounge.  When he’s in this sort of mood, we can tell he’s ready to splurge on our excesses. It’s always a good time. Eddie clandestinely suggests to me that Mallam has just closed a deal on one of his properties at...

What’s Up With The Morning Runs?

Mr. Tobi runs every morning. If you have him on your Instagram, and you have the misfortune of being awake as early as 5 A.M., you will see him on his Instagram story slicing through the cozy Jabi morning air during his daily morning runs. If you live in Lagos where you need to wake up early enough to beat the traffic, then you better switch his notification on so his stories can serve as your...

METROVILLE: A Good Fence or a DNA?

It's our first hangout of the year and I'm still stewing from the hangover of Detty December. Tokunbo is looking all brand new, like she made an extra effort to shimmer into the new year. She's wearing a new look, spotting a low-cut dyed white. Eddie asks her if she's a lesbian now. Tokunbo warns him that she doesn't have his negative energy this year. Mr. Cele and Mallam Hassan don't change much. Mr....

METROVILLE: For Sparkling Bathrooms

Did you know that Kate Winslet (the lady Leonardo DiCaprio spent the last minutes of Titanic dying for) keeps her Oscar award in the bathroom of her guestroom? Weird shey? Even scandalous. But she has a giant bathroom mirror, and her guests get to hold the revered plague, stand in front of the mirror, and pretend to give an Oscar acceptance speech. I didn’t know about this. Tokunbo mentioned it last...

Metroville: You and Your Furnishings

We are discussing furniture and home pieces. Tokunbo says she's a sucker for Victorian-styled home decors. Eddie tells her to cut her taste according to her pocket. Tokunbo takes offence and informs Eddie that she can afford whatever type of decor she wants and all she needs to do is to call one of the men on her contacts. A knowing smile creases across Mallam Hassan’s face. Eddie clears his throat...

Door Handles And Miscellaneous

Mr. Cele hasn't been very happy tonight. He's grumpy, getting mad about everything. He's even complaining that the malt he was served has too much sugar. Tokunbo, who never minds her business, asks him if everything is alright at home. Eddie suggests that maybe his kids have spoiled the TV remote again. We laugh. I make sure to laugh just a little because, knowing Mr. Cele, he may refuse to drop me off...

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