I used to write for Vanguard when I was a twentysomething youngster. In those days, my weekly column was known as “Londonline” and mostly focused on UK issues.

Then, having taken a LONG break from Vanguard while I was growing up, I returned to my beloved Uncle Sam Amuka’s team in 2007 as a middle-aged woman. And it was decided that my column should be renamed “Sweet And Sour”.

DURING this season of goodwill, let those of us who are luckier than most remember the millions in Nigeria and across the globe who will suffer or die during this festive season and won’t enjoy special meals or receive nice Christmas gifts.

Two weeks ago, I a) praised the accessible, conscientious elected councillors and civil servants who run the well-organised and enlightened British local government area I stay in when I’m in London…and b) complained about the many shortcomings of their Nigerian counterparts.

The school term had just ended and they were excitedly heading towards their homes to take deserved breaks from academic work and celebrate Christmas.

I DIVIDE my time between Nigeria and the UK and I am based in a small rented house in South London when I am abroad. And I never cease to marvel at the ENORMOUS difference between local government authorities here and there.