“Look at the screen” Dr Brew said. I turned to my right and looked at the screen. I felt a sudden rush of excitement. “Look over here. Can you see that?” He pointed to an area on the screen that looked like an upside down triangle with rounder softer edges. “ That’s your womb. And over here, that’s the membrane of your womb”.  In response I could only say, “Wow”. “So everything looks good. I’m just ... 

I retreated to the gym as the health conscious person I try to be. After my run on the treadmill, I realized that it would be important to do some arm workout. Ooops, the weights were too light and the very same guy who had asked me how to operate his treadmill, offered to help right away. Honestly, I was quite moved by his sweetness, what a kind soul he was, such a gentleman! Having completed my hour-long session, I ... 

Hello Adventurers, I've missed you all. I know it's been ages since I last blogged but it was because there was soooo much on my plate. I moved back to Ghana (yay!) where I've been eating as much waakye I can, visiting my beloved grandmother & shagging my hot, big-boobed girlfriend :) This blog post was inspired by one such sexpisode... My girlfriend is a recalcitrant Catholic (forgive her father for she has ... 

Ghana has a problem with our blood stocks. We just do not have enough blood stored to meet our needs, and at this time of the year when road accidents tend to be higher than ever people die needlessly. There is an easy fix though...or rather a fix that should be easy in theory. Blood donations. The average healthy individual can donate a pint of blood, and within a few days this blood will be naturally replenished. More ... 

I have my autographed copy of 'Daughters of Swallows' *Singing* I have my autographed copy of Daughters of Swallows ne ne ne ne...and check it out, we all (Adventurers) got a shout out. And Afrikan Mami got the biggest shout out of all :) So for everybody in Ghana, you need to be at tonight's reading. Goethe Institute (next to NAFTI, same road as Captain Hooks restaurant), 7pm-8pm. Please be on time cos the Writers ... 

Miguel clasped his palms around the mug of hot tea and cast a furtive glance towards the kitchen. Jasmine was bending over the stove, delicately pulling out a tray of sweet rolls she had kneaded and made from scratch. Everything about this woman was authentic: from the first curl on her head to her pinky toes. When he’d seen her at the gas station a month before his feet ground to a halt. The vision of her leaning ... 

Dear Adventurers: Fate and her seven breasted sister, Fortune, have smiled upon me and have provided a most marvelous surprise. I’m coming home for my first book reading in Accra in one week! *Yay! Backflips! Cue the prancing ponies!* I owe this moment to you, my fellow Adventurers. It is because of your feedback and demands that I get those new posts in EVERY DAY (!) that I was able to get the contents of what ... 

Love is powerful. It is strong beyond belief. And it beats all reason. No wonder they said love is blind. Or as the Gas say it more evocatively, ‘Sunmo le agboku’: a crude literal translation renders it as ‘Love doesn’t mind a rotten tooth.’ When folks encounter a love so strong that it defies all reason, they tend to account for this by reference to spiritual explanations. Now you know why they talk so much about ... 

Jack wrote: hi Nana. Got  some problem that i would like to seek your help and the blog readers help though mask my identity. So am 20 n my problem is in approaching women for  relationships. i have the courage to approach women but the problem comes in the conversation part. I am not sure of which are the best topics to discuss or how to drop relationship hints. So when a man approaches you, what qualities in him ... 

I know folks are going to be irritated by this brazen claim. But it is a true story. I did discover feminism. In fact, I discovered feminism in a trotro a year ago. And it wasn’t in a moment of calm contemplation, either: no! The discovery came in the midst of a loud argument in which all the passengers in the trotro from Mallam to Madina had joined together in a single armed column against my lone self. Alone, against the ...