Aigboje Aig-Imoukhuede

So I have bro on whatsapSo I have bro on WhatsApp, and I used to pity him as he is on my broadcast list. I can send all sorts o. He will just be reading and not commenting, but once in a while, he will just send a greeting, and I will smile and greet him back, and the next moment I will drop another bombshell.

So that is how during the week, he said, ‘Edgar, I finally wrote a book.’ I said, ‘wow,’ and he said I would send an advanced copy to you. The book came, and it is titled, Leaving the Tarmac: Buying a Bank in Africa. I have not read it yet as I had planned to read it on the plane.

But a quick glance took me to the page where his mother was telling him to siddon jeje o at GTB instead of taking the risk. Exactly what my mother used to say to me when I told her that I had the urge to leave banking and go into theatre. She would ask, are you mad. Where did Baba Sala come and enter my bele. It was not until Nicholas sack me that I finally found my life. So, I connected to that story.

I can’t wait to read the book as it has already started generating the expected buzz. It should because these guys took a struggling bank and have turned it into the financial giant it is today. We must certainly hear their story, for we need the road map so that we too can tread the same path. I like this Aig’s move.

Just like Otunba Subomi Balogun’s book on his own odyssey. Our ‘great’ men should write more of these types of memoirs so we can have the stuff to read and be guided and not leave us to hear about their stories at Owambe parties where the Fuji musicians are singing their ‘oriki.’ nothing we can do with that. Anyway, guys, wait for my review. It will be the bomb.