Took my Savile Row suit to the dry cleaners. It’s the same suit I wore to meet The Queen at Buckingham Palace, so I’m that little bit attached to it.
“They’ll frustrate your every move, if they can, just to make a quick buck,” said my trusty accountant, himself more crooked than even Ananse the spider.
Woke up last week with a hunger for sea food. So, we got in the car and headed toward Accra’s coastal communities. We are in search of fresh red lobster like my old man used to cook. On the radio ministers are talking about how Ghana is poised to contain and treat the Ebola virus. […]
The Watchman believes planes rise up like rockets until they reach another country way above Ghana. He wonders why the big jets leave trails of white plume behind in the sky. He says Russia is the furthest you can get from Accra, and he can’t fathom why countries in Europe don’t have power-cuts like we […]
I have always hated having my picture taken! I’ve had an iPhone now for more than 5 years but this is the second selfie in all that time. My first selfie was a few months ago (when I was drunk). It wasn’t all that bad, but it caught me smiling and this time around, I […]
I was having a discussion with one of my regular taxi drivers the other day. We were on the subject of a depreciating Cedi, high levels of government misappropriation of funds and other social ills in Ghana, when he suddenly pointed to a man walking on the dirt road ahead, and says, “Look at that […]
“Look at me when I’m talking to you,” she shouted across the office, thumping her fist on the desk with all our junior colleagues milling around listening. She’d been laying into me this past ten minutes for being $40,000 short on her end of year projection because the Finance Director gave her the wrong information, […]
When me was a boy, me used to love up the mango, you see, sah. Me would climb the biggest, baddest tree in a hurry, just to pluck at a fat juicy mango growing up in the tallest branch. One day, me did see this sweet looking “Tommy Atkins” with this deep red almost purple […]
The Chinese are adept at adapting. See them navigating the markets, streets and tro-tros of Accra in 90 degree heat like true Africans. They’re telling us without uttering a word that they’re here to set down roots at least for a while. Whole families have come, it seems. Darting through the crowds in small but […]
Years ago, I wrote a one-off TV drama on a fast track programme for budding UK writers, headed by Jane Tranter, then at Channel 5. The story of an up-and-coming actor stalked by a crack smoking South London cabbie was loosely based on real events. Tranter described it as “dark, disturbing and violent.” And I […]