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CONTACT:  Dr Wilson Orhiunu                                         P O Box 12835                                                 Sutton Coldfield                                         Birmingham                                                  B73 9ED
By Dr Wilson Orhiunu
(Babawilly)

Dr Eko proved the point that good food, well dressed people and a good music did not amount to a swinging party. Something extra was needed and he had enough of that ‘something’ in abundance. He came in with a happy face and looked ready to have a good time.
‘I smelt you before I saw you’ joked Dr Afipko whose house it was. Dr Eko went through bottles aftershave at a speed that made his wife wonder if he also drank the stuff.
‘Happy birthday my chief’ replied Dr Eko. He referred to Dr Ebonyi Afipko as chief because Ebonyi was 3 years his senior at University.
‘Why is everyone sitting down? Dr Cross do something’ said Dr Eko to the music controller for the evening.
‘I will hit you all with some Kellis’ said Dr Cross.
The centre of the room filled with dancers. Dr Eko who was now surrounded by women changed the words of  the song’s chorus. ‘My Lexus brings all the girls to the yard, damn right it’s bigger than yours.’ He waved his car keys as he sang.
Others joined in with various versions. My Benzo. My Bima.
The kids had a representative in the form of Agnes Afipko who waved a bus pass. My bus pass brings all the boys …Her dad reminded her he had a gun. The loudest cheer went to Dr Waffi who spun round and waved his pilot’s licence. My Lear jet brings all the girls to the yard, damn right..
‘Dr Waffi has had three flying lessons and he is boasting he is a Jet owner’ teased Dr Eko when the song had finished. More guests arrived, some nurses who came with food.
‘Dr Eko, you are blocking my neighbour’s drive way with your fat Lexus’ called Mrs Afipko from the front door.
Grudgingly Dr Eko left the house. ‘Nobody should take my seat o’ he warned.

‘The  pepper soup will be served shortly’ announced Mrs Afipko. This was her specialty. Dr Cross slipped on George Benson’s Breezing. Heads began to sway slowly to the music. Some of the ladies helped serve the steaming bowls from large trays. Julie, Mrs Afipko’s youngest handed out the spoons. Dr Ugbowo drank with relish. ‘I hope I can have second round. And takeaway’ he said.
‘If our esteemed psychiatrist had a wife he wouldn’t be needing takeaway’ teased Mrs Afipko.
‘No woman can cook this in the whole of London. Ah-ah. See all kinds of endangered species floating in the soup. Haba’  said Dr Ugbowo between mouthfuls.
‘You flatter me’ said Mrs Afipko unconvincingly. She knew her pepper soup was the best in town.
‘Uncle Ugbowo, my teacher taught about endangered species’ said Julie.
‘Ah-ah, at only 6 years of age?’ said Dr Ugbowo in mock surprise. This spurred Julie
on. ‘My teacher said that the Dinosaurs have all died. They are extinct’ Julie continued.
‘Wonderful. I will give you five pounds when I finish this soup. Such an intelligent girl’ said Dr Ugbowo. Julie beamed with delight.
‘You must give my daughter the money o’ warned Mrs Afikpo.
‘Mrs Afipko, leave me. My word is my bond. If you annoy me now I will give this girl twenty pounds’ joked Dr Ugbowo.
‘Young Julie, I will tell you how the Dinosaurs became extinct. People in Dr Akwa’s village killed them for food. They then sold the remaining meat to Dr Gombe’s people to make Suya.           
A DIASPORA BOOGIE  
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