A Geek's Life

It struck me the other day that my father was already a full Professor in the (notoriously political Nigerian) University system he spent most of his career in by the time he turned fifty.

It feels somewhat surreal to be looking backwards, at the end of my #100DaysofBeing series for 2026, pondering how I managed it.

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I must have listened to this more than twenty times today on repeat, no thanks for all the feels it brought me.

Photo by Venti Views on Unsplash In the aftermath of yesterday’s outing, I popped on to Instagram and was greeted by yet another friend showcasing a salt and pepper beard.

I have a message on LinkedIn, not quite on the Lopes World Cup Level, to thank for a fantastic afternoon out, one which may not be topped in a while.

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Between severe heat, dry weather and hose pipe bans, our garden has finally given up the ghost, taking on the semblance of a browned out Saharan grassland in place of its usually lush, deep green.

Photo by Call Me Fred on Unsplash Besides the great weather (increasingly tending towards tropical, rather than being merely pleasant), summer is also road works season out here.

Seeing as we are as far removed from a proper Nigerian “enclave” as could be, we have to go to Woking every so often for our big shop.