Hi readers! Sometimes I can’t understand myself. Ade, Tayo’s ex toy-boy has never been one of my favourite persons. He’s always known this, just like everyone in my circle, including Tayo herself. My resentful feelings towards him has always been open.

Hi readers! On the way to Tayo’s guest house, I was suddenly filled with remorse, concerning Shola’s plight.

Hi readers! If the first three ceremonies to mark the wedding of Shola’s son were great, the last one, which was the reception for the wedding proper, was simply fantastic.

Hi Readers! I’m excited! I’m in love! This time around, I’ve fallen for a handsome and much younger gentle man with lovely dimples. He’s young enough to be my grand child, but he’s my man of the moment. His name is Bayo Junior or BJ. Yes, he’s Tayo’s grandson from her first daughter, Dupe. The moment I set my eyes on him, I was totally smitten.

Hi readers! I was amazed on my return from Ghana to hear the gals cooing over how handsome, cuddly, adorable and intelligent Tayo’s grandson is. Becky, Boma and Liz had come to welcome me back to the country. I was so touched by their kind gesture. Nanny, bless her dutiful heart, hurried down to our local market, then dived into the kitchen and in no time, we were at table feasting on amala, ewedu and okro.

Hi readers! As we approached Cotonou, I changed my mind about going to pick up Rachael’s donated clothing items to Joe’s church, from Nkem. I mean, I was anxious to get home and sleep on my own bed, and the earlier we get into Lagos and past the famous Mile Two, the better.

Hi readers! It was nice to be pursued once more, but frankly, I don’t see myself falling for Alfred or any other man for many years, or even forever! To me, no man can ever measure up to late dear Vic. He was in a class of his own – so refined and a complete gentleman. Even if he had lived up to two hundred years, he would still appeal to me. Strong words, yes? But true! It was his mind and character, you see.

Hi readers! Even though I hadn’t shown any emotions when my aunt Adeline said that I needed to marry, and fast, I was amused. There she was, thinking that there was something amiss in my life because I’m not married, and there was her daughter, Bess, who would like to leave her alcoholic husband, but can’t! Of the two of us, who’s better off? I think I am. I’m living my life the way I want to and I’m satisfied with it.

“Is that Treena? This is Nkem. No, no, don’t say a word. I apologize profusely for the bad way I behaved in Lome today at your hotel. I don’t know what came over me. I normally don’t lose my cool that way and become physical.” Not true!

Hi readers! You can imagine the excitement with which I waited for Nkem to come join us in Lome from her base in Cotonou. How would she look like, I wondered. If Rachael was concerned about a visit from her husband’s ex-wife, she concealed it well.