We called him Muri, as if he was just the big bro next door. That was how intimate our imaginary relationship with him was. Murtala Muhammed was the hero of our youth. We accepted him, warts and all. He was different. As soon as he was pronounced Head of State after the overthrow of General Read More…
“ It is not easy to be a pioneer — but oh, it is fascinating! I would not trade one moment, even the worst moment, for all the riches in the world.” – Elizabeth Blackwell When discussing colour printing in Nigeria, one recalls that in the beginning was Academy Press, sixty years ago. Before then, there was no Read More…