"Celia's ambitious - a lot more than me. Don't get me wrong, I'm a Kikuyu."
"From Dagenham in Essex?"
"Awmygawd! Kikuyu are supposed to be good at money - we drive the buses and taxis, run the newspapers, and own the best hotels as well as all the roadside duka. We're obnoxious, bossy and loud and we've run this country since independence - which doesn't bother me because I'm a pretty obnoxious little bird myself."
"I'd have never guessed."
"One day I hope to have a business of my own. Celia's a Samburu but it's her who's going places." She tapped the t-shirt, "I can't sacrifice everything in the pursuit of power and money. Celia's the Wabenzi."
"What's a Wabenzi?"
"Africans who drive around in Mercedes-Benz while the rest of us travel on the matatu. A Wabenzi who doesn't mind how she gets there or whose toes she treads on