Growing up in Lagos few things excited me like going to the market with my mother to do the big family shop in Balogun Market for two reasons: ofada rice in leaves and Mr Biggs meat pie. If you have not eaten Mr Biggs meat-pie then you have not lived. If you know, you know…
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Franny pulls into the driveway of her home in Chelsea, and only now is she able to exhale; she has been holding her breath since she walked into the restaurant and saw him again. The first time in three years… 29th of February, she knew she had to do it. It was the only day…
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Sunday morning, its raining and its grey you really don’t want to get out of bed but then a long awaited truffle making class has been scheduled by a crazy person on a Sunday morning- said crazy person being me. I should point out that my relationship with chocolate can best be described as love-hate-meh,…
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’Twas the night before Christmas, in brisk cold of London, Blu wanders from her home in South Kensington enjoying the stillness of the night. She loves the cold, loves staying out in it, the sharpness and the chill that makes one want to snuggle a little deeper and closer. Winter is her favourite season, a…
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The phone vibrates for the one hundredth time, quite literally, for the one hundredth time it is Francesca and for the one hundredth time Blu does not answer. Franny left messages, grovelling voice messages pleading with Blu to forgive her. Dada, Maya and Simi called too all asking her to forgive Franny but Blu is…
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‘Hey. What’s up?’ Logan is surprised to see his brother at the door. Brodie didn’t tell him he was coming. ‘Sorry to show up unannounced.’ ‘Brodie are you okay?’ Logan can read Brodie, he is trying to disguise his agitation. ‘Are Jojo and the kids here?’ ‘No they went to her parent’s for the weekend.…
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Brodie woke up before the house hold, he’d slept in the smaller living room, or tried to, the boys made up a bed for him, but he didn’t get much sleep. The fight between Francesca and Blu kept playing in his head, and all he could see was how hurt Blu was by whatever it…
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‘Wha…what are you…what the fuck are you doing here?’ Roland just walked into the kitchen to see Brodie sitting at the counter, looking out the window into the snow filled landscape. ‘Morning.’ Brodie smiles at his friend, Roland’s face is just as he pictured it would be. ‘You are a fucking crazy man!’ both of…
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‘Blu Braithwaite, I’m in love with you.’ It was the first thing Brodie thought to himself on the morning after their first night together. They’d been talking over the phone for at least two months, with such busy schedules since the first “date” in her office, eating Chinese opposite each other, they hadn’t been able…
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