Rhodesia & Nyasaland
West Africa -
My Dad, I suppose was the equivalent of an electronics wizard of today. He was employed by the British Government as a Colonial Civil Servant. If his later life in Nyasaland was anything to go by he was responsible for the training and some education, mainly agriculture, tools skills and hygiene of the local populace via films.
I don’t have a lot of memories from Gold Coast but amongst one that does stand out is sitting on my “uncles” lap, who was no doubt a work colleague of my dad’s, steering through the centre of Accra in his open top MGA with brightly coloured “Mammy wagons” whizzing about all over the place. I assume he had his hands close to the wheel. I also remember the beach trips which were regular and that’s about it really as my time was limited in the Gold Coast as I went to school in South Africa for most of the year.
Below are a few pictures to give you a feel of what it was like
I have good memories of this as my Dad built this car, or at least the back, from a V8 Allard. I still remember him saying it was difficult to drive as the foot well was so hot it burnt your feet