We all know what happened to Eddie; he bought a car and became a new Eddie. A few months ago I was seated at the terrace at Big Fish along Church Road dismantling the head of a tilapia when …
There are no luscious women in Peaky Blinders. The women wear petticoats. And pantyhose. Their dresses are bulbous, like failed parachutes. Most are windy, with brittle wrists, sharp chins, and pointed stares. However, most women on Peaky Blinders are …
Two Sundays ago, at the Concours D’elegance, I saw my former boss, hands held behind his back, strolling around the yard before the gates opened. The boss owns Village Market and built it from …
Men touching their cars. That’s what the morning of the 52nd Africa Concours d’elegance felt like before the gates opened. It’s more of a caress but that’s a bit much. It sure felt like it though. With pieces of …
When I was in Uni I’d go to this makeshift gym at a place called Nsambya Sharing Youth Center in Kampala. It was a dark dungeon of sorts, a rectangular room with grills for windows and walls peeled of …
