Wheels on the bus


I played some nursery rhymes at Zara’s second birthday party last week.

The bouncy castle was also a hit.






Snowed in


Flight home from Istanbul on Weds was cancelled after the incoming EK flight arrived but turned back as there were no ‘spaces left for the plane’, we were told.

Fortunately a friend from Dubai was on the same flight and helped out finding a place for us to stay that night. Got home the following day a few hours later than expected, but at least I am home.

Istanbul doesn’t seem to be well equipped for snow!








Made it to Lagos last week – visa costs of around $600 and they only gave me a three month visa, which was infuriating. At least I had a visa this time.

The airport is a tiny bit better and even the service at the grotty Four Points was above its usual standard, although the AC now blows not only cold but also damp air.

Some pics.

Ebola alert.


Me and the disti team, Adedayo and Peter.


Airport parking.


Fresh from Holland. Really?


Great name for a shop.


Say it loud.



Goodbye launderette


We have a new washing machine (the excitement!). The old one died and wasn’t worth repairing.

It’s a Samsung with a feature called Air Dry, which claims to be able to clean dry clean only clothes. If it can clean my suit it’ll pay for itself quite quickly. (Disclaimer, we also have a maid who does all the ironing).

If you’re in a meeting with me this week and can smell the damp mouldy scent of clothes that have recently spent a few days at the Four Points Lagos, you’ll know the Air Dry feature doesn’t work…



I’m never ill. Perhaps one or two days a year with a bit of a cold or an upset stomach, but that’s it.

This year I had a terrible cold, which turned into another terrible cold mixed with food poisoning returning from Lagos (don’t eat the samosas in the lounge). Thankfully I could work from home for most of this week.

Three weeks since it started I’m pretty much back to normal but just feel out of sorts and mildly ‘ugh’ still.

Poor me.

I’m never one for saying ‘there’s a lot of it about’, but this year there seems to have been. Friends in Dubai have been dropping like flies.

Certainly makes me appreciate my normal state much more.



Zara turned two on Friday.








Bouncy castle


We tested out a secondhand bouncy castle today (not buying it as it was bit shoddy for the price).

Zara loved it and I had some fun with the iPhone’s slow mo feature.

Just one more document…


In December I toddled off to Lagos looking forward to a busy week with partners and customers.

On arrival, it turned out that what I had been told was a visa valid for twelve months was actually only valid for six and had just expired. I was sent straight back.

It was my fault, all things considered – I should have checked and checked again. Emirates should also have checked before I boarded. Anyway, it was a short trip – an hour and a half in Lagos and about twenty two hours door to door travel. I was exhausted and furious.

I’m planning to go again the week after next, so I’m applying for a new twelve month visa. (Twelve months, pleeeeeease!).

Fortunately I called my guy who handles visa type admin for me, rather than going to Abu Dhabi to do it myself. (This type of admin-handling job is known as a PRO, Public Relations Officer, in the Gulf. Nothing to do with PR as in Absolutely Fabulous, although the idea of Eddie and Patsy dropping paper all over the floor of a consulate is an amusing one).

Not surprisingly there are new Nigerian visa requirements – in addition to the visa form, payment receipt and acknowledgement receipt and invitation letter and no objection letter from your company, you now also need a copy of the trade licence of the organisation who wrote the invitation letter, as well as a passport and visa copy of the person who wrote the invitation letter. Got all that?

This is not mentioned anywhere on any forms or websites. Also not mentioned is the fact that a PRO can no longer handle your application on your behalf at the consulate in Abu Dhabi – that used to allow you to use someone else to drop off the papers in the morning and collect the passport with visa in the afternoon. A PRO can, however, drop off your documents at the ‘consulate lite’ in Dubai, who you then pay to, erm, drop them off in Abu Dhabi and collect your passport two days later. This is what your PRO used to do, but now these guys do it and charge you more.

The ‘consulate lite’ appears to be an outsourced company to make the process easier, which is to be welcomed. It also makes sense, considering the majority of people applying for visas won’t actually be living in Abu Dhabi, but in Dubai.

When filling in the online form, I was given the tantalising option of applying for the visa at the ‘Dubai consulate’. I looked up their website, but it doesn’t give any info whatsoever, including contact details and location. It’s also in a totally different format to the Abu Dhabi consulate’s website, which made me wonder if it was real. The Abu Dhabi Embassy website makes no mention of this Dubai based service. Presumably, the outsourced office in JLT is the Dubai consulate the site mentions.

Anyway, thank goodness for Jibran from the excellent Sands Business Management Services, who explained all of this to me. On Sunday he’ll pick up all these documents to drop them off around the corner at JLT at the new consulate/outsourced place and, hopefully, I’ll have my visa on Tuesday. (I’d drop it off myself but I have other commitments).

Countries are entitled to demand whatever they wish when it comes to visas. It’s also great that Nigeria has looked at making the process easier thanks to the Dubai option. I just wish that all the info were openly available instead of being a secret…

How to fix Blackberry


When I had a a Blackberry, one of the reasons I never switched off my email was due to the ‘push’ system. It wouldn’t pick up previous emails when email was reactivated – you’d only get whatever was sent after you’d re-enabled it.

This was a pain, as having email – old and new messages – on my phone was incredibly useful.

So it stayed on, pretty much always, and work was always there. It didn’t really bother me at the time, but looking back it actually wasn’t a good idea.

Nowadays I turn email off on my iPhone, either on Saturdays or sometimes on Fridays and now always on holidays, and there’s nothing to tempt me to dive back in. Equally, if I need to, I can simply switch it on and get what I need.

Of course, back in the day, part of the Blackberry appeal was the data plan, which made it so appealing to employer, employee and consumer alike. That no longer exists.

I can’t help but wonder if that’s played a role in millions of people happily chucking their Bolds in the bin, as I did a year ago.

Middle class baby toys


These are actually miniature toy packages.


Next up, a toy Prius, or pretend quinoa?

When it comes to real food, Zara eats anything – broccoli and pretty much any vegetable are wolfed down. I was in my late teens and twenties before I’d tried half the things she has.

Blackberries I was eating at that age, albeit picked locally rather than shipped across the world.



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