And so we begin. One man and a team on a mission to review Skinny Girl in Transit. There are so many questions. Will we fail, will we succeed? Will Afam survive till the end of episode? He’s sitting beside me eating a banana like it’s punishment. But I won’t let his pessimism get to me. I’m rather...

When I was in primary school, there was a story we read in English Comprehension called, “The Money Doublers.” I cannot say why it is that I remember this story, but I do. It is one of life’s many inexplicable wonders that I can’t be counted on to remember what happened yesterday but I can always...

As you know or as you will know very soon, at The Ramblings of a Madman aka Troambyafam, we’re all about you guys. If you aren’t reading, Afam is depressed. If you aren’t sharing, Afam is anxious. And if you aren’t commenting, Afam will make excuses for an afternoon beer. The rest of us are pretty...

One of the best and worst things about Lagos, is that it's so small that it's almost impossible to go a year without seeing anyone be they friends, enemies, or the  the unfortunate people that lurk somewhere in the middle. The last time I saw Adeolu Adefarasin, the new guy on the hugely successful...

Why is it that many of us find ourselves struck by thunder at twenty something? It’s a crisis of life and purpose. The prospect of a life ahead finally understood. A fear of the future settles in. It’s the quarter life crisis. You know what you want. It’s a career, a feeling, a thing, but getting...

"Are you hungry enough?" That's what my mum just asked in an email. I hate questions like that, and I hate answering them even more because the answer is never going to be pretty. I like pretty things. Problems that have only one solution and ends that tie themselves up nicely. Stories that neglect...

You know where I am at the moment don't you? If you don't then where the hell have you been? I've been going on about it for ages. I've said it so many times that I'm fairly sure that if I say it again I'll die. I'm in Okada, a little town/village in Edo State, doing compulsory paramilitary service. Yes,...

On Saturday morning, at about 11, Afam called me. Our conversation went a little like this.Afam: Dude! Experience was lit!Troam team: Really?Afam: I swear. I was lost in the damn sauce. Troam team: Aren’t you the same person that called me yesterday and whined about how you didn’t want to go?Afam:...

A fact of life that has built many a career is that we love. We love deeply, strongly and disastrously, and more often than not to no point or wholesome destination. When it ends we come up with words that summarise the relationship and why it must end. Beautiful reductive sentences that cover up...

I worked in entertainment news for six months. I enjoyed a certain proximity to the people many call stars. I cannot say that it did much for me or my ego. Their resume’s weren’t so impressive that their names dropped from my lips at the first opportunity. In spite of my snobbery, there were a number...

If you're pre-diabetic and in the mood for a party fit for vampires of cake and calories, there's only one club in Lagos for you. Velvett. Not to be mistaken for the fabric that you only see on Lagosians who have a definite love for sweat patches and body odour or velcro, the reason I nearly...

  In 1963 Martin Luther King Jr. said “there is nothing more dangerous than sincere ignorance and conscientious stupidity.” This is particularly true when you’re a media platform. It is important to understand that the words you publish break far more quickly than they’ll make. As Napoleon said,...

Dear friends, enemies, and Afamzers, who we love dearly, It is our greatest pleasure to announce ourselves, the first employees of troam by Afam. We dance in the forests of Lagos like flickering candles and run wild like the flower children of the 70s. Source:Wikipedia In a moment of complete sanity...

I walked through the gates of the Federal Palace Hotel in Victoria Island nervous. The prospect of covering my first fashion week in two years put me in a state. I was equal parts excited and distress. I sought to distract myself from my mental tyranny so I looked at the hotel properly and wondered...

Nigeria is a nation so rich with problems, minor cataclysms and major misfortunes that I believe it a miracle that life goes as smoothly as it does. Some way, some how, with very little support, we get by. All of us working too hard, and getting paid too little. Most of us functionally depressed...