First of all, let me apologize for
not posting on this blog for about a month. I’ve been ridiculously busy.
Weddings tend to make people busy and I still had other things to attend to.
No, I didn’t get married. I was the best man. My mum passed on just before I
turned eleven (I miss her). That was eleven years ago. My dad, like the God
fearing man he is, didn’t remarry until God showed him his new wife (and
simultaneously showed my dad to the lady) before they ever met!
The wedding took place in England so as
the best man, I had the opportunity of going to England for the first time. I
spent eight days there; two days in Loudwater, Highwycombe, another three days
in Bromley, then two days in Camden and finally my last day in Highwycombe again.
I’ll try to be as brief as possible when talking about what I spent my time
doing so I don’t bore you to death, but let’s just say that my five-month
shopping spree went out with a bang!
My Dad and my new mum.
I left Nigeria on the same day that my
school resumed. I had spent my holiday doing my Industrial Training as a
software programmer at my dad’s office. Wedding preparations, rounding up my
I.T work, I didn’t have time to blog. In fact, when I finally got back to
school, I didn’t get my I.T report ready before the deadline so come Monday,
I’ll find out whether I’ll be able to submit after paying some sort of fine or
whether I’m going to lose all the marks for my I.T.
What DID I do in the UK? Well, I have
three paternal uncles there, each of which has two daughters, and the one of
them has a son. In other words, I have seven cousins in the UK, who I hardly
ever get to hang out with. The only boy among them didn’t leave Nigeria until
he was almost done with high school, but of the six girls, I had only met two
once (I mean once) before. I really had fun hanging out with my family. There’s
this inexplicable love between family members, even when you haven’t really
spent time together before. It doesn’t hurt that all my aunties, including
those in Nigeria, are always trying to overfeed me.
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I spent most of my time in the UK
alternating between shopping for myself and (more on that in a minute),
shopping for the wedding with my dad and uncles, hanging out with my family
members, and for the two days I spent in Camden (in one of my closest friend’s
home), hanging out with my Nigerian friends. The wedding was on Saturday so on
Sunday after church, my uncle took me to Liverpool street, we went to Chinatown
and had lunch (shark fin soup! Also, pineapple fritters are awesome), then I
went on a tour bus with my high school friend, Baby Spice. Remember, I use
aliases on my blog when referring to people I know. I would never use their
real names without their permission.
Baby spice and I went on a tour
bus. While I spent most of my time on the open-roof upper deck so I could take
pictures, she stayed on the lower deck to stay away from the cold. There were
these two chicks on the upper deck that were trying to get a shot of themselves
kissing so I walked over and asked “need help with that?”. One of them looks at
me like “mmmmkay!” and hands me their camera. So I used the camera
dual-wielding technique I learnt at the wedding and took a shot of them with
their camera in my right hand and my camera in my left hand. Enjoy the eye
candy!
