“Look, I don’t think it ought to be blasphemy, just saying ‘Jehovah’.” “He’s not the Messiah – he’s a very naughty boy.”
It is a silly place.” From The Life of Brian “On second thoughts, let us not go to Camelot. Bridgekeeper: “What… is the air-speed velocity of an unladen swallow?” King Arthur: “What do you mean? An African or a European swallow?” Bridgekeeper: “I don’t know that. Sir Lancelot: “My name is Sir Lancelot of Camelot.”īridgekeeper: “What… is your favourite colour?”īridgekeeper: “What… is your name?” King Arthur: “It is Arthur – King of the Britons.” Bridgekeeper: “What… is your quest?” King Arthur: “To seek the Holy Grail. Sir Lancelot: “Ask me the questions, bridgekeeper.
Who would cross the Bridge of Death must answer me these questions three, ‘ere the other side he see.” They therefore called him the lucky fisherman.“One day, lad, all this will be yours.” “What, the curtains?”īridgekeeper: “Stop. When the play was over, the chiefs were surprised at the amount of money which the sons had been able to spend on the funeral of their father, as they knew how poor he had been as a young man. When the cave was covered in, the sons called the chiefs together, and they played Egbo for seven days, which used up a lot of their late father’s money. They were both tied up, so that they could not escape, and were left there to keep watch over the dead chief, until they died of starvation. When the play was finished, they took their father’s body to a hollowed-out cavern, and placed two live slaves with it, one holding a native lamp of palm-oil, and the other holding a matchet. They then called their company together to play, dance, and sing for twelve days, in accordance with their native custom, and much palm wine was drunk.
After searching for two days, they found the dead body some distance down the river, and brought it back to the town. When his sons heard of the death of their father, they wanted to go and drown themselves also, but they were persuaded not to by the people. One day, when he was crossing the river in a small dug-out canoe, a tornado came on very suddenly, and the canoe capsized, drowning the chief. Even after he became a chief, he and his sons still continued to fish. At last he joined the Egbo society, and became one of the chiefs of the town. These three boys, when they grew up, helped their father with his fishing, and he gradually became wealthy and bought plenty of slaves.
The eldest son was called Odey, the second Yambi, and the third Atuk. When he could afford to pay the dowry he married a woman named Eyong, a native of Okuni, and had three children by her, but he still continued his fishing. He was very successful in his fishing, and used to sell the fish in the market for plenty of money. In the night the big fish used to smell the palm-nuts and go into the trap, when at once the door would fall down, and in the morning Akon Obo would go and take the fish out. One man named Akon Obo, who was very poor, began to make baskets and traps out of bamboo palm, and then when the river went down he used to take his traps to a pool and set them baited with palm-nuts. In the olden days there were no hooks or casting nets, so that when the natives wanted to catch fish they made baskets and set traps at the river side.
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