My nephew Frimpong and I are very proud of our ancestors, who have given honour and distinction to our family.
I carefully keep all their memories and portraits, and my abode walls are covered with paintings.
Of course it’s a bit of work to keep all tidy and clean, but I do it with joy. Since I retired I have a lot of spare time, and my nephew is always absent, so busy with his trips.
Here I’m dusting an ancient photo of Oscar Bearwilde in the company of his great friend Oscar Wilde, the Irish writer.
The two Oscars got on very well with each other, both were real dandies and appreciated refined pleasures and had a great sense of humour and a gift for wittiness.
My Frimpong has inherited many of Oscar Bearwilde's features, among them his natural elegance and love for art and literature.
We know for sure from many old letters I have in one of my chests, that Oscar Bearwilde was in reality the author of many witty aphorisms which are commonly considered to be Oscar Wilde’s.