If you missed the first part of this article, here is a recap of the story of my little children, whose innocent bathroom spat becomes a lens through which I will examine the Nigerian Senate. Ara, then five, had cleaned the bathroom, and her then three-year-old brother, Ire, was pressed to use it.

Long before COVID locked down the world and inevitably challenged labour to embrace working from home, I sat down ‘jejely’ in my study and scribbled away on my laptop one unbusy weekend morning. Suddenly, I heard a commotion. It was a clash of shrieking voices. I dashed out of the study and headed in the direction where the war of words was coming from.