The lectern

The Lectern: I Am Number One

Hello fine boys and girls 😉 So July has come and gone; it’s a month I’m particularly sentimental about. While I hate to see it go, I’m excited about August–this month that has bestowed us with her august presence to end the 3rd quarter in this action-packed 2016. In this month’s edition of The Lectern, […]

Flash wednesday


Word length: 300 – 400 We were rolling along Ahmadu Bello. I sat in the middle, between the driver and the other passenger. So I had a good view. Up ahead, two men were filling a car with petrol – a hustling black marketer and his better dressed car-owner client. The 20-litre gallon sat on […]

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I wake up with a headache – too much sleep. My phone says 6:05am and if I rush, I’ll meet morning mass. Morning masses are shortest, yes, shorter than evening masses. As I pull my shorts up over my legs, guilt rises with it – am I going for mass to get it over with, […]

Flash wednesday

Fire and Stop

(Word length: 200-300 Words) At this place I usually have lunch, they have these slices of bread I just love. Somehow the slices are as crunchy as communion bread and yet soft as agege. Yesterday, I helped myself to a number of slices and topped each off with a very very sexy dollop of berry […]