DS's comment sparks memories; we had two Ghanaians at school (60's), each from powerful, influential but opposing families. In other words when one's family was in power the other's was keeping a low profile. One once showed me a family photo; it was rather like the school photo with a hundred odd family members..."That's my muthah, and tha's another one.. and there's another muthah..."
The family's vehicular transport seemed to consist of a host of American cars, sundry agricultural appliances and two London buses
A posse of them once attended a school sports day; all I can remember is a flurry of tribal costume as the Ghanaians swooped down on the strawberry teas. They were uncommonly loud to boot.
Tonight's dinner is courgette & mushroom carbonara by the way