A Fulani-Nigerian in England

When I first started this blog, I posted one of my blog posts on Nairaland, a popular website where Nigerians everywhere come together to ...

This year, come December 25th, Christmas will happen, but not as I know it. In fact Christmas in Abuja is pretty much exactly like any other...

So, I've ventured outside Abuja to three other states. Below is my impression of each: JOS My favourite place so far. The four-hour j...

I have a sweet tooth, so I love small, sweet snacks. As a child when I stayed in Kaduna, my parents will give us a few kobos and we would bu...

I was watching TV recently and a programme called Prince William's Africa  came on. Now programmes about westerners going to Africa inev...

I'm in love with the Hausa language, my mother tongue. I love the beauty of its words and its history and etymology. When I was younge...

Expert Nigerian:  Where are you from? Me:  I am British-Nigerian Expert Nigerian: Really? Me: Yes, my parents are from Nigeria Expert ...

My father was a Fulani Muslim. He went to the mosque most Fridays, wore a Hula and Babanriga and prayed on his ornate prayer mat. I had a ...

Admitting I am Nigerian is hard when the popular notion of my fellow countrymen is confined to four categories: 1) Fraud: the verbose str...