I was having a conversation recently with a well-connected Nigeria who provides extremely well for his wife and three children. Yet he and his wife had separate bedrooms and individual private lives.
I recently took the opportunity of visiting Jamaica after an absence of nearly 33 years to check on the Resaerch Centre and Banana Breeding Station, Bodles, where I grew up and that my cousin Reynold Gonsalves (Ren) managed from 1952 until his untimely death in 2001.
This is the story of The Swenkas, a small group of working Zulu men in post-apartheid South Africa. Men who every Saturday night leave their grimy overalls behind and wear their best Carducci or Pierre Cardin suits to impress the weekly-selected judge. These men are called the Swenkas, and they have organised this fashion show for so many years that no one remembers exactly when – or even why – it all began.