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Sun, 18 Feb 2024 Feature Article

Honour Among Thieves? (Part 2)

Honour Among Thieves? (Part 2)

K2 – Koo, I must admit that story you told of the guy who was brought to your house by a girl you were chasing, and how he betrayed your trust by telling her something you had confided to him (hoping that “a man to another man against a woman” story would remain between you two) moved me greatly. I mean if he wanted the girl, he should try to use his own means – charm, generosity, etc – to impress her instead of ratting up on another man like that. And after he had well and truly whacked the akrantier soup your friend had laboriously created in London?”

– It could have constituted a motive for murder, couldn't it?

– Hmm! The aspect of it that interested me most was the fact that your friend was robbed of his chance to bed the woman he had worked so hard to impress. It reminds me of a time that I too was robbed of a low-hanging fruit that I was eager to pluck and eat!

– You were into such things, man?
I thought your Presbyterian upbringing had killed off your natural instincts?

– Haha! You don't know what is in Dodowa forest!

There are some women who can turn the head of even the most ascetic of men. Just take my words for it that everything I shall relate to you will be the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth!

– Okay, fire away!
– I must warn you that my tale may not be as absorbing as yours, because it happened in

Accra not in London!
– Nonsense! Human behaviour is the same everywhere.

Who gave you the idea that the scene of a story can change the essence of it, in terms of drama and human interest contained in it? Are you afflicted with an inferiority complex or what?

– Ok, sorry. But in truth, I always enjoy stories better

when their location is strange, as it forces my imagination to work harder.

– Ok fire ahead!
– Well, you may have heard that some years ago, Ghana ran short of most imports, and that the more experienced good traders in Accra, for example, turned their homes in into “beer parlours”, where one could almost always find cold beer on a hot afternoon.

The rest of the catering trade used bribery to obtain supplies, but they pretended that they paid twice the normal price, and so they could only make a profit if they trebled the price of beer in particular.

Those of us who could afford it paid and only grumbled quietly under our breath.

Eventually, the place became a secretive watering hole, where married men could take their “playmates” for a drink after work. So, I wasn't surprised when, one day, a friend of mine brought in one of the most beautiful girls I had ever set eyes upon.

Now, by sheer good luck, it turned out that the girl was not the paramour of the guy who had brought her (as we all suspected) but rather, the sister of his girlfriend! The guy soon left her with us, apologising and explaining that he had a meeting at his office that he could not afford to miss.

He'd come back for her as soon as the meeting was over, he promised.

He need not have worried, however, for I dare you to imagine how hard the rest of us tried to impress the girl, after she'd been unexpectedly left in our company. Everyone offered to buy her drinks of all sorts.

But she demurely sipped what her companion had bought for her and politely declined all offers. She was good company, though, and laughed at our jokes (which we polished in order not to offend her.) Eventually, I was delighted to extract from her the intelligence that she lived quite close to me, and I eased her anxiety about when and how she would get back home, by assuring her that even if her companion was delayed, I would get her home safely.

After my assurances, she visibly relaxed. We drank, we told jokes, I even managed to brush a hand against her knee, whilst pretending to have become over-excited by a rather jovial story I was telling her. “If she'd given any sign of recoiling at my touch, I would have got the message. But she didn't remove her knee.

Nor did she give the impression that my hand was lingering a bit.

No! Man, I was elated!
(TO BE CONTINUED)
By Cameron Duodu

Cameron Duodu
Cameron Duodu, © 2024

Martin Cameron Duodu is a United Kingdom-based Ghanaian novelist, journalist, editor and broadcaster. After publishing a novel, The Gab Boys, in 1967, Duodu went on to a career as a journalist and editorialist.. More Martin Cameron Duodu (born 24 May 1937) is a United Kingdom-based Ghanaian novelist, journalist, editor and broadcaster. After publishing a novel, The Gab Boys, in 1967, Duodu went on to a career as a journalist and editorialist.

Education
Duodu was born in Asiakwa in eastern Ghana and educated at Kyebi Government Senior School and the Rapid Results College, London , through which he took his O-Level and A-Level examinations by correspondence course . He began writing while still at school, the first story he ever wrote ("Tough Guy In Town") being broadcast on the radio programme The Singing Net and subsequently included in Voices of Ghana , a 1958 anthology edited by Henry Swanzy that was "the first Ghanaian literary anthology of poems, stories, plays and essays".

Early career
Duodu was a student teacher in 1954, and worked on a general magazine called New Nation in Ghana, before going on to become a radio journalist for the Ghana Broadcasting Corporation from 1956 to 1960, becoming editor of radio news <8> (moonlighting by contributing short stories and poetry to The Singing Net and plays to the programme Ghana Theatre). <9> From 1960 to 1965 he was editor of the Ghana edition of the South African magazine Drum , <10> and in 1970 edited the Daily Graphic , <3> the biggest-selling newspaper in Ghana.< citation needed >

The Gab Boys (1967) and creative writing
In 1967, Duodu's novel The Gab Boys was published in London by André Deutsch . The "gab boys" of the title – so called because of their gabardine trousers – are the sharply dressed youths who hang about the village and are considered delinquent by their elders. The novel is the story of the adventures of one of them, who runs away from village life, eventually finding a new life in the Ghana capital of Accra . According to one recent critic, "Duodu simultaneously represents two currents in West African literature of the time, on the one hand the exploration of cultural conflict and political corruption in post-colonial African society associated with novelists and playwrights such as Chinua Achebe and Ama Ata Aidoo , and on the other hand the optimistic affirmation of African cultural strengths found in poets of the time such as David Diop and Frank Kobina Parkes . These themes come together in a very compassionate discussion of the way that individual people, rich and poor, are pushed to compromise themselves as they try to navigate a near-chaotic transitional society."

In June 2010 Duodu was a participant in the symposium Empire and Me: Personal Recollections of Imperialism in Reality and Imagination, held at Cumberland Lodge , alongside other speakers who included Diran Adebayo , Jake Arnott , Margaret Busby , Meira Chand , Michelle de Kretser , Nuruddin Farah , Jack Mapanje , Susheila Nasta , Jacob Ross , Marina Warner , and others.

Duodu also writes plays and poetry. His work was included in the anthology Messages: Poems from Ghana ( Heinemann Educational Books , 1970).

Other activities and journalism
Having worked as a correspondent for various publications in the decades since the 1960s, including The Observer , The Financial Times , The Sunday Times , United Press International , Reuters , De Volkskrant ( Amsterdam ), and The Economist , Duodu has been based in Britain as a freelance journalist since the 1980s. He has had stints with the magazines South and Index on Censorship , and has written regularly for outlets such as The Independent and The Guardian .

He is the author of the blog "Under the Neem Tree" in New African magazine (London), and has also published regular columns in The Mail and Guardian ( Johannesburg ) and City Press (Johannesburg), as well as writing a weekly column for the Ghanaian Times (Accra) for many years.< citation needed >

Duodu has appeared frequently as a contributor on BBC World TV and BBC World Service radio news programmes discussing African politics, economy and culture.

He contributed to the 2014 volume Essays in Honour of Wole Soyinka at 80, edited by Ivor Agyeman-Duah and Ogochukwu Promise.
Column: Cameron Duodu

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