UK magazine, TATLER in its December 2013 edition focusses on the
lifestyle both in Nigeria and the UK of Nigeria’s nouveau riche, with
emphasis on a class of young and mobile Nigerians, some of them wealthy
by their own efforts, some spoil brats, children of the rich
The Nigerians have arrived… and London is paying attention. By David Jenkins
Richard
Vedelago is 29 years old and worth more millions than he’s prepared to
tell. ‘Money talks, but wealth whispers,’ he says with a smile, sitting
back in the bar at Claridge’s – his idea – and lazily sipping an
elderflower juice. That whispering is not, the oil, gas, property,
telecoms and menswear tycoon goes on, typical of a Nigerian mindset:
‘Very loud, quite brash, larger than life -even if you’re just having a
family meal, everything’s over the top all the time. So it’s quite fun.’
Real fun, he should have said. Nigerians all say they work hard and
party hard, believe that they’re better at anything than anyone else,
collect PhDs like confetti and are intensely entrepreneurial. ‘When
mankind finally gets to Mars,’ chortles Ateh Jewel, who has both a film
production company and a beauty business, ‘they’ll finda Nigerian
already there, cutting a deal.’

You don’t have to go to Mars,
or Lagos, to see the fruits of that in action. Misan Harriman – whose
father, Chief Hope Harriman, was one of the founding fathers of modern
Nigeria – ‘practically lives on Mount Street’, eating in Scott’s, going
to George all the time and making his way down to 5 Hertford Street with
his business partner, Boris Becker (‘I’m like the other woman in his
marriage’). You’ll find 44-year-old Kola Karim, the boss of Shoreline
Energy International, playing polo with the Duke of Cambridge and Prince
Harry at Lord Lloyd-Webber’s private estate; see old Wykehamist Anthony
Adebo, who sprinted and fenced for England, having breakfast at Colbert
and late nights at Boujis; hear Kessiana (‘Kessie’) Edewor-Thorley
roaring with laughter over drinks at Bluebird as she mockingly says that
for moneyed young Nigerians in London, it’s Cirque du Soir on a Monday,
‘that awful place Dukebox’ on a Tuesday and Loulou’s on a Thursday.
Meanwhile, Florence (‘Cuppy’) Otedola, the 20-year-old ex-King’s School
Canterbury daughter of Femi Otedola, one of Nigeria’s richest men,
studies business and French at King’s College London, while DJing at
Privé, Jalouse, District, Funky Buddha and D’Den, a truly Nigerian club
in Finchley Road.

Meantime, Kessie, her twin sister Eku Edewor (Nigerians pop out more
twins than anyone else) and their old chum Adora Mba recall the golden
days of Kabaret, 10 years back, when they were still naughty teenagers
at large in London. The scene’s moved on, but £10,000 nights are spoken
of, though not admitted to, by all the beautifully spoken and
exquisitely mannered people I speak to. And one young man, the budding
oil and property mogul Rotimi Alakija – whose mother, Folorunsho
Alakija, is the richest black woman in the world (oil) and dropped £100m
on four flats in One Hyde Park (‘She didn’t mess around,’ says
Vedelago, who helped sell them to her) – tells me a Nigerian champagne
war in an American club ended with the winner spending £1.1m, though
Rotimi certainly wasn’t there: ‘That’s just silly. It’s not part of who I
am.’ Mind you, on one night at Cirque du Soir, the hard-toiling Rotimi
and his friends sent a pal at another table a bottle of champagne, and
‘he sent back 20!’ But then, ‘we’re a very celebratory culture,’ says
Kessie (ex-Benenden, international sales manager for Lazul resort wear
and a freelance stylist), ‘so every day’s a champagne day. It’s not,
“It’s your birthday!” It’s “You got back from work day! Let’s party!”‘Nigerians
are this country’s sixth-highest foreign spenders, racking up an
average £628 in each shop, four times what the average British shopper
coughs up. Selfridges is a favourite, as is Harrods, which has been
looking for Yoruba-speaking staff – the research unit at the shopping
company Premier Tax Free reports that, for Knightsbridge, ‘Nigerian
spend so far this year has increased by 52 per cent’. Premier Tax Free
also says that Nigerians account for 46.3 per cent of total African
sales in London, and that the fastest-growing region for international
sales in the UK this year has been Africa, whose spend has risen by 45
per cent year on year.
No wonder the managing director of Harrods and the chief executive of
Gieves & Hawkes inveigh against the government’s proposed policy of
demanding a £3,000 cash bond for a visa from visitors from Nigeria,
Ghana and four Asian countries. More than 140,000 Nigerians come here
annually – why make Paris a more welcoming option? Meanwhile, according
to Vedelago, Nigerians are investing £250m in British property every
year and, says one African expert, ‘they’re buying up swathes of
north-west London’ to add to the earlier generations’ happy hunting
grounds in Belgravia, St John’s Wood and Chelsea. (Vedelago also says
they’re buying up student accommodation in Liverpool, Birmingham,
Sheffield and Leeds.) And Nigerians spend £300m annually at British
universities and schools – King’s School Canterbury, Wycombe Abbey,
Cheltenham Ladies’ College, Eton, Harrow and Bradfield among them. It’s
the African century, and here in London the Nigerians are the
standard-bearers, jostling the Arabs and the Russians out of the
picture. Not that Nigerian old money is entirely happy with what it sees
as gross ostentation: it is, says another founding father’s daughter,
‘vulgar’. But, for Nigerians, home is a pressure cooker and London is
where they relax. And shop.
All of which might seem jarring from a
country of 170 million people, 70 per cent of whom live on under £1.25 a
day. (Sixty-two per cent of them are under 25.) Even on Victoria Island
– ‘the Island,’ as the locals call the smartest part of Lagos – the
roads are potholed and the electricity intermittent at best. But, says
one English Africanist, ‘Nigerians respect

power, and they
respect money.’ People believe ‘my time will come’, says Folarin
Gbadebo-Smith, director of the Centre for Public Policy Alternatives in
Lagos. ‘Whereas there’s that sense in many other places that where you
find yourself in society could be permanent, here everybody is
rich-in-waiting.’
And money certainly sloshes around Lagos today,
the product not just of the black gold that oil brings and has brought
since oil production started in 1958, but of the property boom (land on
Lagos’s Banana
Island is as expensive as any on earth), the banking
boom, the telecoms boom, the high-life boom. ‘It’s glitzy and
glamorous,’ says Vedelago. ‘People drink champagne like water.’ He’s
right: Nigeria’s the second fastest-growing champagne market after
France. Total consumption reached 752,879 bottles in 2011 and the
country is spending around 41.41bn naira (£159m) on the drink annually.
Moët Rosé is a favourite – Nigerians have a sweet tooth – though the
country’s in the top 10 for Hennessy cognac and is getting more and more
partial to wine. Still, champagne’s the thing: even in fast-food joints
like Southern Fried Chicken in Abuja, the capital, there are bottles of
Moët in the fridge.
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