Disco is a man of action (yes, ladies) and is often galavanting around the world, here are some stories by Disco, and about Disco by those lucky enough to have met him.

Rich is a man after Disco's heart (not in that way) and will shortly be leaving our tiny island to embark on a journey of self-discovery and Disco discovery, as he attmepts to track down our glorious, yet wandering, leader. All will be documented here in regular updates. So please keep checking back as Rich searches for himself, and for the man that is only known as Disco!

Disco Mbobu and Me by rb

“Yo” says Disco Mbobu nonchalantly.

The depth of his voice gives such weight of feeling to everything he says that I’m both moved by and terrified of him nearly all of the time.

“Yo” I say. Pathetically.

I sound ridiculous. I sound like a nerdy white man trying to greet the biggest, coolest black man ever to live, which is precisely what I am and precisely what he is.

I am in awe of the man.
In awe of his fulsome afro.
In awe of his towering height.

I’m in awe of his rhythmic swagger; his implausible flares; his magnificent bejeweled roller-skates. His just-rightly-too-tight-tee and the warm-looking paunch that it accentuates.

More than anything, I am in awe of his prowess on the lawn-bowls green.