Short description
Touch My Blood is a no-holds-barred memoir of coming of age in a Durban township in the 1980s, written with both warm humour and angry revelations.
Long description
As a teenager, Fred Khumalo greeted his friends with a handshake and the phrase ‘touch my blood’. It implied friendship and trust. This saying became the name by which he was known. More than that, it became the way he viewed the world. Everything touched Fred, from his ‘country bumpkin’ father and his ‘city girl’ mother to the conmen and criminals and gardeners and whiteys. And then the bloody violence of KwaZulu Natal in 1980s South Africa threatened to destroy him. When a friend died in his arms with the words ‘They really got me, Touch My Blood,’ Fred realised that if he was to outlive the madness he had to run.