Shortly afterwards, as I was passing through the market, I happened to see the judge's clerk at the shop of my neighbor’s brother. He was receiving a large paper bag, stuffed with notes. At that time, the largest shilling note in circulation was a two hundred. To buy a refrigerator one literally needed a suitcase full of notes.

I walked up to the gentleman and asked how he was doing. In front of witnesses, he stuttered back that things were just fine. Later in the day, two market porters come rushing in giggling to tell me that they had just delivered one crate of Omo detergent and a crate of Blue Band margarine from the brother's store to the house of the judge.