Ikoyi
I used to think there was rice and then there was rice. It was either edible or burnt. Growing up in the Southern hemisphere, it was a necessary staple to any home cooked meal. There wasn’t really that much to say about it and it …
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Space is at a premium in this cosy little cafe. The word cosy always makes me laugh somewhat. As you could otherwise call it cramped, squashed or mole-like. Yet, cosy is a much more palatable word conveying warmth and happiness. Although, in this case, I …
Whenever I hear the word orange, I cannot but think of the last particularly stand out memory connection. It involved somewhat over zealous application of rub on sun tan. So much so, that said user looked like they would glow in the dark. I thought …
I have much to be thankful for during this visit. As although it was an exciting event, for once, such excitement did not concern me. As you may have summarised by reading my blog, much glee is to be had by one particular person who …
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