Just thought I'd mention a rather surprising reference to Superman in The Kalahari Typing School for Men, the fourth novel in the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency series, to which I seem to have become addicted despite myself. Mma Ramotswe and Mma Makutsi, the heroines, have discovered that another detective agency has opened in Gaborone, and the owner describes himself as "Ex-CID, Ex-New York, Ex-cellent":
'And ex-New York,' said Mma Makutsi admiringly. 'That will impress people a great deal. They have seen films about New York detectives and they know how good they are.'
Mma Ramotswe cast a glance at Mma Makutsi. 'Do you mean Superman?' she asked.
'Yes,' said Mma Makutsi. 'That sort of thing. Superman.'
Mma Ramotswe opened her mouth to say something to her assistant, but then stopped. She was well aware of Mma Makutsi's academic achievements at the Botswana Secretarial College - she could hardly avoid the framed certificate to that effect hanging above Mma Makutsi's desk - but sometimes she thought her extraordinarily naive. Superman indeed! Why anybody else above, well, the age of six or seven at the most, should be interested in such nonsense quite escaped her.
I feel oddly singled out...