There’s no faster killer of friendship than one friend making a banquet of another friend’s male left-over! Angela and Temi’s friendship went way back to their secondary school days. “Even after we went to different universities, our friendship continued,” Temi said. “As luck would have it, thanks to Angela’s dad’s influence, we got posted to the same state for our youth service”. Whilst I ended up teaching in a secondary school, Angela worked in a bank.

What have I done to deserve this kind of behaviour? Is Mary, my wife possessed? Don’t I satisfy her in bed the way a husband should? Why didn’t she tell me she is not happy or is it about her past? How could a woman derive pleasure out of sleeping with another woman? These were the thoughts running through my mind as I lay down in my hotel room that evening.

No matter how much of an extrovert I want to believe I am, I always cherish the ‘me’ time I spend in my bedroom that looks more of a bombsite than the haven it’s supposed to be.

It’s been twenty years since I last heard the heart broken story of my run – away biological father, somehow my mother had passed the stag of talking about it. I was told by her that I was still in the womb when he ran away from his responsibility

Have you often walked into rooms and fail to remember why you were there? “We forget to turn off the iron or the cooker. We tell people we’ll call them straight back and don’t. We go to supermarkets checkouts, only to find we’ve left our purses at home.