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Born Princess Elizabeth Alexandra Mary of York on April 21 1926 - the year of the General Strike - she was never expected to be Queen. But she has become the longest reigning and oldest monarch in British history - and now the first to reach 90 years. In her reign, Britain has undergone major transformations from technological advances such as computers and supersonic flight to developments in society and the political landscape.

Her Majesty the Queen (Queen Elizabeth 11) head of State for the roughly two billion people within the Commonwealth and territories which fall under the jurisdiction of her Crown, alsoholds considerable power; she simply chooses not to exercise it to its fullest extent. In the UK for example, her permission (Royal Assent) is required for the passage of any law, she has the authority to dissolve parliament, to declare war, to create and enter into treaties, pardon criminals, etc.

During her 64-year reign the monarch has been served by 12 prime ministers from Sir Winston Churchill to Mr Cameron and now Theresa May, while Barack Obama is the 12th US president to hold office over the same period. Theresa May was the home secretary under Prime Minister David Cameron. May, 59, accepted an invitation from Queen Elizabeth II to form a new government just minutes after David Cameron, the outgoing prime minister, tendered his resignation to the 90-year-old. Queen endorses Theresa May, a Conservative politician, as the Britain’s second female prime minister after Margaret Thatcher, who led the country from 1979 until 1990.

Her Majesty the Queen, whose commitment to her duties has won her the respect and admiration of people all over the world, Her Majesty the Queen has been a constant for the nation through decades of social change. Now, as she turns 90 – becoming the first British monarch to celebrate such a landmark birthday – the nation celebrated with the Royal Family as they have always done on so many happy occasions, declared street parties, many have it as a special moment to remember in history.


Thousands withnessed Her Majesty the Queen’s 90th birthday celebrations -marked with the flypast that followed the Trooping the Colour ceremony. At midday an array of approximately 30 aircraft, including a Chinook helicopter, a Spitfire and Hurricane pair, Tornadoes, Typhoons and, of course, the Red Arrows, zoomed over The Mall and Buckingham Palace.

While the three-minute flypast may seem a short period of time, a huge amount of preparation took place months prior to the event day to ensure safety integration of the flypast aircraft with the operations in the busy London airspace.

Britain’s longest-serving monarch celebrates her milestone, street party for thousands A giant street party for the Queen’s 90th birthday celebrated her support of more than 600 organisations and charities. The Patron’s Lunch was also attended by 10,000 guests - many from charities supported by the Queen - in London’s The Mall.

The Duke of Edinburgh, Prince William and Prince Harry all attended the party. The Organiser of the party, Peter Phillips – the Queen’s grandson - said his grandmother was “excited”. The street party was culmination of a weekend of national event to celebrate the Queen’s official 90th birthday.

A service of thanksgiving - was attended by the Queen and Prince Philip which was held at St Paul’s Cathedral. The following day the traditional Trooping the Colour ceremony was staged in Horse Guards Parade.

There were other Celebrations and events inside the grounds of Windsor Castle. The Queen drew cheers and laughter from the crowd as she joked that while she appreciated the birthday wishes she had received; she may not feel the same if she continues to hear Happy Birthday for the next few months.

“I much appreciate the kindness of all your birthday wishes, and have been delighted and moved by the many cards and messages I have received,” the Monarch told the audience. “How I will feel if people are still singing Happy Birthday to me in December, remains to be seen!”

Prince William’s sweet tribute to ‘granny’ and the Queen’s light-hearted birthday speech Prince William added a personal touch to proceedings as he addressed the Queen at the Patron’s Lunch on Sunday afternoon. Taking to the Admiralty Arch Stage on the Mall, William thanked his “granny” for everything she does for her grandchildren and great-grandchildren in a moving tribute.

After talking to the 10,000-strong crowd about his grandmother and the work she has done as Patron of over 600 charities, William turned his attention to the role she has as head of the royal family.

“Before I finish, I hope you won’t mind if I say a personal thank you to The Queen - and to do so on behalf of all her grandchildren – and great-grandchildren,” Prince William said. “Granny, thank you for everything you have done for your family. We could not wish you a happier birthday.”


Prince William introduced Her Majesty to the stage, and her short speech showed the “sharp wit and famous sense of humour” that he had referred to.



Prophet Samuel, groomed to meet his divine call to the Lord’s vineyard, through the filial and spiritual guidance of his biological parents. After his missionary school went into sojourn for greater knowledge of the Lord’s Kingdom, meets with great men of God; The charismatic clergyman Bishop David Oyedepo of ‘Winners Chapel’ and Prophet TB Joshua of the ‘Synagogue Church of All Nations’, whom he mostly refers to as his spiritual father.

Prophet Ikechukwu Samuel, the founder and general overseer of the ‘Shiloh Word Chapel’ Abuja, is a prolific writer who do not only look like his spiritual father, but act and behaves like the Ondo born Senior Prophet TB Joshua of the ‘Synagogue Church of All Nations’; his service is conducted just like that of TB Joshua and he admits he adorns his relationship with Prophet TB Joshua. He is a cheerful giver that can’t boost of any bank account but sponsors and awards scholarships to the poor and lowly. His ministry started with 70 pioneer members five years ago, and ten people gave their lives to Christ after the launch of the mandate which God gave to His Servant Prophet I.O. Samuel; who would Raise a Generation that will change Nations and possess the land through the acts of faith. The ministry exploded under three months of its formation, changing souls from other religion and faith to Christian faith without stress or pressure; diversities of miracles have been recorded; healings, deliverances and accurate prophecies on weekly basis.

People started to experience financial turnaround with the yoke of barrenness broken forever in their lives. The ministry through its foundation, “Samaritan Foundation”, has the vision of stopping street kids roaming about or hawking in the streets of Nigeria without quality education, giving people shelter, scholarships for quality education and direction for the future of our generation, and assisting the poor widows and the elderly; for there is love in sharing! It was revealed to God’s servant before the starting of the commission that through this ministry, nations would be changed and sicknesses, sorrows and all satanic afflictions would be destroyed by the sound Words of God and signs that would follow the works of the Ministry. Again, God revealed to His servant that through his teachings and prophetic release of blessings, he would raise 1,000 billionaires under fifty-five years of age in few years that would faithfully change this country Nigeria, Africa and the world at large with their financial influence supporting the Kingdom activities to change the world. No one comes across the ministry under few weeks and remains the same spirituall.y, financially, mentally and otherwise. Shiloh Word Chapel ministry, has partners across the globe and they have always been affected positively.






She can’t even bring herself to look at me without wincing. I’ll admit I’m not perfect, but I can’t continue to stay in a house where I’m not loved, needed or respected. During the past year I’ve completely buried myself in work. I’ve told my boss that I’m up for all the hours and projects he wants to throw at me.

I’ve done weekends, nights and even Christmas Day. Yes, I’ve earned an absolute fortune, but is my snarling wife sympathetic or grateful? Is she heck. All she ever says is that I’m a loser and I make her sick. Apparently I’m untidy, annoying and completely useless in bed. She claims I make Mr Bean look like George Clooney. A few weeks ago I suffered terrible chest pains while driving the car. I honestly thought that I was having a heart attack and I swear I saw a look of hope on her face. I begged her to take the wheel and drive me to A&E, but she complained she had shopping to do and insisted I get the bus, on my own, instead.

As it turned out, I only had severe indigestion, but her lack of care and concern has stayed with me. We no longer have sex. She hasn’t smiled at me in two years, although I know that she is the life and soul of the party when she goes out with her mates. I’m always being told how funny she is (you could have fooled me). Any time I’ve tried to make the effort with chocolates, wine or a weekend away in a hotel, she’s always thrown my efforts right back in my face. I hate to sound so down, but my life really is horrible. How can she bear to be so nasty towards me when all I’ve done is strive to be the best husband I can? Even her own parents secretly tell me they’re ashamed of the way she kicks me around.


I simply cannot resist my new lover. He’s a force a nature – a big, hunky brute of a man. I only have to hear his voice and my heart pounds. I’m powerless to resist his touch and when he strips me naked and makes love to me, I go through the roof. I never meant for this to happen, but I’m madly in lust and don’t know where this thing is going to end.

We met six weeks ago at a sales conference. I wasn’t even drunk. Our eyes locked and it was BANG! Lying Fifteen minutes later we were up in my hotel room destroying the bed.

His lips, his fingers, his sex turned a key in my inner soul and I orgasm like a howling wolf over and over again.

He is currently single again after a messy divorce but says we have to be together. We are soul mates and destined to be one. But I feel so terrible about my husband because he has no idea that I’m such a lying, cheating bitch.

He’s working hard to provide a good life for us. He’s set himself a target of earning so that we can put down the deposit on the house of our dreams.

Why did this have to happen to me? Why does life have to be so damned complicated?


She gives me detailed descriptions of this relative’s various ailments. But it’s all a load of cobblers, she thinks I don’t know her secret but I’ve been on to her for ages.

I first started to suspect something was up when she began turning away from me in bed. She claimed to have headaches and bad periods.

We’ve always had an amazing sex life, with her often more rampant than me, so I gave it a couple of weeks before I followed her for the first time. She drove to a quiet back street where she left her car and jumped into a waiting 4x4. After an intimate dinner in a restaurant, she and her date went to a bar and then had sex in the back of his vehicle behind a disused factory. I was following and watching the whole time. She finally staggered home at 2am claiming that her poor old auntie had take a turn for the worse and would need to be visited again the next night.

The next night she met her fella in a hotel lobby and I actually paid a staff member to tell me which room they were in. I lurked around outside pretending to make a call and heard everything. She and I have been together for three years and I just can’t believe that she’s cheating on me.

In my strongest moments, I tell myself that I’m going to front the pair of them up, but then I lose my nerve. What if I bring everything out in the open and she chooses him over me?

I’m the wronged man, but I don’t know what to do next.


I have recently split up with my girlfriend of four years. While we were together, she was slightly controlling, but overall the relationship was OK.

However, since the break-up she won’t leave me alone, bombarding me constantly with messages and phone calls. She even turns up at my house unannounced, demanding to speak to me.

I just want all this to be over so I can move on with my life, but I can’t see any end to it at the moment. I’m done with it, but she won’t give up.

What should I do?


He’s got a big birthday coming up soon and doesn’t want cards, presents, a party or a cake, just a gorgeous girl for both of us to play with. He wants anything-goes sex with toys, role-playing, girl-on-girl action, wickedness and filth. He doesn’t care who this female is. He’ll even pay top whack for high-class hooker. But what I have to do is show my commitment to pleasing him, by setting the whole thing up. He’s leaving everything in my hands. It’s my call.

The only stipulation is that it happens. I fear that if I don’t come up with the goods, then he’ll dump me. Things haven’t been going too well between us lately. There have been rows about money, his drinking, my family and me wanting children. I’m desperately in love with him – and he knows it. I’d do anything to make him happy and please him.

But I just don’t know if I can do this. We’ve been together for many years but the last couple haven’t been good





Muhammad Ali was a fighter all his life, both in and out of the ring. He initially found fame as a champion boxer, celebrated for his unorthodox ring style and witty talk before, during, and after fights.

 But Ali’s charisma and commitment to social and political causes saw him transcend boxing to become one of the most famous people on the planet, at a time when black people lacked basic civil rights in America. Discover how Ali became a modern icon. Muhammad Ali was born Cassius Clay Jr in Louisville, Kentucky. His father was a sign painter and his mother a part-time cook and cleaner for wealthy families. Although they lived in a middle-class black neighbourhood, Kentucky law enforced a code of racial segregation that precluded black people from using many of the same public facilities as their white neighbours. The indignities forced on Clay and his family, as well as national outrages such as the racially-motivated murder of 14-yea rold Emmett Till in 1955, deeply troubled Clay from an early age.

When Clay was 12 years old, his parents bought him a bike for his birthday. It was stolen while he was at a local fair. Furious, Clay went to report the theft to a local policeman named Joe Martin. Martin was a boxing instructor as well as an officer. As Clay threatened to find and beat up the thief, Martin suggested he learn how to fight before dishing out threats. Martin became Clay’s first trainer. Clay soon won an array of titles on the amateur boxing circuit under Martin’s guidance.

At 18, Clay qualified for the Olympics in Rome. He charmed the world media and proved popular among his fellow athletes. He proved himself in the ring too, winning gold as a light-heavyweight.


Clay was famously proud of his medal, wearing it constantly during his stay in Italy and on his return to the United States. He was honoured with a victory parade in his home town of Louisville but was later refused service in a whites-only diner and other public facilities. The segregation laws still applied to him – Olympic champion or not.

Eight weeks after his victory in Rome, Clay won his first professional bout. All the trademarks of his unorthodox style were on display. Clay had immense confidence in his speed and agility, often leaving his guard down and leaning back to avoid punches. Clay’s showmanship was also evident in early bouts, as he dazzled media and fans with his bravado and predicted the round in which his fights would end. He faced tough opponents, including popular Englishman Henry Cooper, who knocked him down with a powerful left hook. But Clay maintained an unblemished ring record. He would soon prove himself against his toughest opponent yet.

Up next was world heavyweight champion Sonny Liston. Liston was the 7-to-1 betting favourite over Clay. Clay caused chaos at the weigh-in, lunging at Liston and yelling as the press looked on in disbelief. Many wrote him off as a madman and Liston was confident his power and experience would be enough to defeat the young upstart. But that night, Clay used deft footwork and impressive hand speed to outpace his opponent, inflicting cuts under Liston’s eyes. After the sixth round, Liston retired claiming an injured shoulder. Clay had beaten the odds to become heavyweight champion of the world.

Speculation about Clay’s religious beliefs had been fuelled by his relationship with black civil rights leader and Nation of Islam member Malcolm X. After defeating Liston, Clay publicly acknowledged he was a member of the religious movement. In March, he was given the name Muhammad Ali by his spiritual mentor, Elijah Muhammad. Ali accepted the group’s controversial doctrine, including a call for apartheid between the races. It made him a pariah in some circles but, for many, he was a symbol of black pride, refusing to play the role of the ‘compliant negro’ in order to gain acceptance from the white establishment.

In 1964, Cassius Clay “shook up the world” by defeating Sonny Liston to become world heavyweight champion. Liston’s loss was put down to overconfidence, injury or a possible mafia fix. The 1965 rematch (with Clay now going by the name Muhammad Ali) was to prove equally controversial. The bout lasted a mere 100 seconds as Liston fell to an Ali punch delivered with such speed, many at ringside missed it. Accusations swirled that Liston ‘took a dive’ to satisfy mafia gambling debts, or in response to Nation of Islam threats. Neither was proven, and opinion remained divided over whether it was a fix.

As war unfolded in Vietnam, Ali received a notice drafting him into the US Army. His next fight would be in a courtroom, rather than a boxing ring. Ali objected to serving in the military because of his religious beliefs. He also referenced the mistreatment of black Americans, saying he refused to co-operate with the US government in oppressing another race of people. He was stripped of his championship, indicted for draft evasion, fined $10,000 and sentenced to five years in prison. But he did not serve time and his conviction was overturned on appeal. At this time, Ali toured colleges and spoke out on various social and political issues.

In 1970, Ali returned to boxing, knocking out Jerry Quarry and Oscar Bonavena. Next up was Joe Frazier, who had become the heavyweight champion.

Frazier and Ali clashed over more than just the title. To Frazier’s dismay, the two men became symbols and proxy warriors for opposing social, political, and religious beliefs. Ali, an outspoken advocate of black self-realisation, dismissed Fraizer in pre-fight interviews as an ‘Uncle Tom’. Their fight at Madison Square Garden was watched by millions of people in America and around the world. Frazier won a unanimous 15-round decision – it was Ali’s first professional loss.

Ali had a chance to reclaim his title in Zaire against a new world champion: the hard-hitting heavyweight George Foreman. Again, Ali entered the ring as a 3-to-1 underdog. But in front of 80,000 fans, he unveiled a new tactic – the ‘rope-a-dope’. Leaning back against the ropes, Ali avoided most punches to the head and absorbed punishing body blows before counter-attacking with straight right hands. In the middle rounds, Foreman tired. In round eight, Ali launched a powerful combination that knocked the champion to the canvas. “Oh my God,” said BBC commentator Harry Carpenter, “he’s won the world title back at 32.”

Ali’s victory over Foreman reinforced his position as the most recognisable person on the planet. His famous fans included Elvis, Bertrand Russell and Nelson Mandela. In an effort to heal rifts caused by the war in Vietnam and racial divisions within the United States, President Gerald Ford invited him to the White House in December 1974. Then, in 1975, Ali abandoned Nation of Islam teachings in favour of orthodox Islam.

He has since declared, “Colour doesn’t make a man a devil. It’s the heart and soul and mind that count.” It had been 21 months since Ali won a low-key rematch against Joe Frazier in New York. Their rivalry stood at one win each. Ali’s womanizing became a sub-plot to the bout after he brought his mistress to a reception at the presidential palace in Manila. Meanwhile, tensions between Ali and Frazier were running higher than ever, as Ali continued to goad his opponent in public.

He branded Frazier ‘a gorilla’. The fight lasted a punishing 14 rounds. Ali prevailed when Frazier’s corner halted the brutal back-and-forth carnage. Ali later described the fight as “the closest thing to death” he’d ever experienced. After Manila, Ali defended his championship six times before his loss to Leon Spinks, a largely untested fighter with seven pro fights to his credit. Seven months later, in September 1978, he defeated Spinks in a rematch to claim the heavyweight crown for an unprecedented third time. After a brief retirement, Ali made an illadvised comeback against Larry Holmes. Ali failed to go the distance and was pulled out of the fight by his trainer after the tenth round. He retired permanently at age 40 with a ring record of 56 wins and five losses.

Ali was not a diplomat but he was enlisted into diplomatic causes by the US government due to his popularity at home and abroad. In 1980, President Carter sent Ali to Africa to gather support for a US-led boycott of the Moscow Olympics. But the mission offended many African leaders and was widely considered to be a diplomatic failure. In 1990, Ali went to Iraq on his own accord to help negotiate the release of American hostages captured after Saddam Hussein’s invasion of Kuwait. Fifteen hostages were released, aided by Ali’s profile. In the early 1980s, Ali developed noticeable tremors and slurs in his speech. In 1984, he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s. Ali’s physicians linked his condition to the repeated blows to the head sustained during his boxing career. Ali, however, has stated that he does not believe his condition is caused by boxing. In the ensuing years, Ali became a visible symbol of courage in the face of physical disability and helped raise millions of dollars for the Muhammad Ali Parkinson’s Center.

Throughout his retirement, Ali has devoted himself to humanitarian work and charitable causes. Many of Ali’s most high profile fights were staged in developing countries, partly in a bid to shine a global spotlight on them. He continued to make trips as a goodwill ambassador to troubled nations, such as North Korea and Afghanistan, and delivered $1m of medical supplies to Cuba. In 1990, Ali met Nelson Mandela in Los Angeles, paying his respects to a fellow advocate of civil rights and political freedom

In the summer of 1996, a trembling Muhammad Ali lit the Olympic flame in Atlanta. His appearance generated a worldwide outpouring of love, reaffirming his status as an iconic symbol of tolerance, understanding and courage. In 1999, in acknowledgement of his humanitarian work in impoverished countries, Ali was named a United Nations Goodwill Ambassador. A Hollywood movie starring Will Smith dramatising his life and career was released in 2001. Ali made a number of public appearances to promote the film.

Ali has been the recipient of a myriad of honours, in appreciation of his lifelong fight for civil rights and religious freedoms. In 2005, Ali was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom, the highest honour that can be bestowed on a civilian in America. Although he did not speak, Ali’s sense of humour was still on full display. When President Bush threw a mock punch at the former champion, Ali twirled a finger round his head to indicate he would be crazy to take him on in a fight. That same year saw the opening of the Muhammad Ali Center in Louisville, a non-profit museum celebrating Ali’s life and achievements.

Over 50 years after his first attendance at the Olympic Games in Rome, Ali made a poignant return to the world stage. At the 2012 Olympics in London, Ali was designated as an honorary flag bearer. Although his frail physical condition prevented him from carrying the flag, he stood for part of the ceremony with the support of his wife, Lonnie. Ali’s appearance was rapturously received by fans in the packed stadium and around the world. It was a fitting tribute to one of the greats of sporting history whose remarkable life transcended the ropes of the boxing ring.

Muhammad Ali was a legendary boxer and one of the greats of sporting history. His impact was felt far beyond the confines of the boxing ring. He lost some of the best years of his sporting career after refusing, on principle, to fight for America in the Vietnam War. Beyond the ring, he will be remembered for his belief in social justice and support for Black civil rights. Truly a cultural icon, Ali’s passion, skill, intelligence and wit gave him a global appeal unmatched by few, if any, other sporting figures and inspired millions.


Louisville says goodbye to its golden son The superlatives had been exhausted; A legend. An inspiration. The fastest. The prettiest. And as he tirelessly, and playfully, pronounced until the bitter end, the Greatest. All that remained was for Muhammad Ali to be laid to rest.

In the somehow fitting setting of the KFC-YUM sports arena named after Kentucky’s second most famous son, Colonel Sanders, an unlikely collection of dignitaries gathered on Friday for an interfaith funeral service, to bid farewell to the greatest sporting personality of his, or any other time, and a man who in his pomp was inarguably the most famous person on the planet. Battered but proud former World Champions, of course. Former president Bill Clinton. Naturally. Black suited, bow-tied emissaries from the Nation of Islam.

We understand. And Billy Crystal – an old and dear friend, apparently. Ali, who spent his later years silenced by the degenerative brain condition Parkinson’s began planning his funeral some years ago, insisting on an open and inclusive service, and more than 18,000 thousand people had gathered to pay their last respects.

“My father wanted it in an arena so everybody can come and be there,” his daughter Laila had said. ‘Trust me, if ten million people come that’s not going to be enough for him. He’s going to be like ‘That’s it?’”

It was a ceremony presided over by a Muslim imam, with a list of speakers that included a Catholic priest, an American Indian chief, and two Rabbis, with eulogies from Mr Clinton, Crystal, Ali’s wife Lonnie, who entered on Mr Clinton’s arm, and two of his daughters, Maryum Ali and Rasheda Ali-Walsh.

On the streets of Louisville, everywhere you looked there was Ali, on posters and signs, the flags at half-mast. On the day his casket was flown into his home, at the Muhammad

Ali Centre, where mourners had gathered, thousands of bees had swarmed, it was said, in nature’s own tribute. In The Freedom Hall, a vast exhibition space, more often used for car and horse shows than Islamic prayer services, some 10,000 had gathered, of all creeds, colours and ages, the mood, as Ali himself had wished, of brother and sisterhood.

“Ali is the property of all people, but never forget he is the product of black people”- Kevin Cosby, Louisville pastor

The chanting had stopped. Now a steel service door cranked open and a procession entered, the coffin, shrouded in a black cloth with gold Islamic lettering, borne on the shoulders of, improbably, the former Cat Stevens and President Recep Tayyip Erdogan of Turkey. The crowd surged forward, twenty deep against the crash barrier, a sea of mobile phones held aloft, as the coffin was placed on a dais, behind a praetorian guard of impassive-faced Kentucky State troopers in grey Stetsons.

After the prayers, a speaker extolled ‘the majesty that was Muhammad, his ‘calming embrace… “He gave us an identity; he inspired us; he built us up. Ali made being a Muslim dignified.

Ali made being made a Muslim relevant. If you are an American, black or white, Ali is part of your history and you should be proud. Ali put the question of whether you could be a Muslim and an American to rest. Let us hope that question is interred with his remains.” The State Troopers stared out into the crowd. At the memorial service in the KFC-YUM centre, the first speaker, a Louisville pastor, Kevin Cosby, spoke of how, in the time of the Civil Rights struggle Ali had embodied the change spoken of by Martin Luther King from ‘nobodyness’ to ‘somebodyness’. “Before James Brown said I’m black and I’m proud, Muhammad Ali said ‘I’m black and I’m pretty’,” said Cosby, the huge crowd responding with the fervour of a tent revival meeting. “Ali is the property of all people, but never forget he is the product of black people.” A few hours before Friday’s memorial service, the funeral cortege – every stretch limo in the state, it seemed, bearing champions: Lennox Lewis and Mike Tyson among them - had passed through the streets of Louisville, lined with crowds – black people, all people, chanting his name – ‘Ali! Ali Ali’. An elderly black man stood beside me, cloudy-eyed.

“He is the only man in the whole world that could have people come from all over the world to say goodbye to him. This would make him very happy.”

The courtege drove on, to the Cave Mill Cemetery, a tranquil, sylvan setting in the expensive part of town. Born on the poor side, buried on the rich side, Louisville’s shining son.


“Muhammad Ali always said that his life would begin when he left planet Earth,” the elderly man said to me. “He wasn’t afraid of leaving...” His daughter Laila had it differently. “He definitely wouldn’t want to just move on. But we’re not in control. Obviously, God is in control.”





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The sudden loss of my mother created an everlasting massive vacuum in my heart, and will for ever remain unfilled whatever my age or status. The loving care and attention I always get from my mother would always remain the ultimate. The befitting burial I accorded her was a testimony for the true love we both shared - Don P


The sudden departure of late Madam Maria Ojemen, from mother earth was triumphant and magnificent, as her demise attracted a myriad of comments across the globe. SOCIETY CELEBRATION could recall several remarks made by people during and after the burial that she is not dead and buried but lives on. “And when a person has done so much as Late Maria Ojemen did for her society, she is said to be alive still and has conquered death”. The death of madam Maria Ojemen at her home town, opoji residence, following a brief illness and was confirmed by his son High Chief Peter Ojemen, Abuja based business mogul. He disclosed to SOCIETY CELEBRATION, that the entire family was deflated by the news of her death. Madam Maria Ojemen passed at the age of 89 years.

Don P eulogized his late mother in many words; “it is not an exaggeration to say my mother brought light and enlightenment to the lives she touched and to the society she graced with her profound presence. Her humility, generosity and devotion to her spiritual life was exemplary.


The crowed that trooped to Opoji for final farewell to a great woman can be best described as the single largest and spectacular event in Opoji, Esan Central Local Govt Area, Edo State in the recent times. The body of Late Maria Ojemen was conveyed to High Chief Ojemen’s Country Home where a church service was conducted as she was a devoted Christian and a notable minister of the gospel who had greatly contributed immensely to the Christian-hood. The Pastor who ministered at the ceremony, praised for the repose of the soul of the late madam Maria Ojemen. He used the opportunity to call for compassion for the less privilege.


Laying the remains of late Madam Maria Ojemen to rest, several prayers were offered amidst hymns suggesting the tunes of sorrowful reflection on the issue of death. Prayers were offered to God that Maria, who had journeyed on from this sinful world may by her sacrifices be cleansed from sin and receive everlasting joy.

It was a great drama on the reception day, when heavy heavy rain continues to pour down and the celebrant at one time was trapped at the gigantic marquee, he was almost compelled to force the event management to alter the programme. Those already seated were served with choice African and continental delicacies and assorted drinks. It was pure fun.

The convoy of cars with guests file up for miles for the next phase in the celebrations (reception). There were three band stand and Edo Cultural Troupe in waiting for the entertainment. The heavy rain had become an essential reminder of the burial reception.

The party atmosphere was so compelling that it was no surprise the invitees defied the rain in order to enjoy themselves. They did not regret it. The queue to present gifts and spray the celebrant, High Chief Ojemen, aka Don P, was endless; people were keen to express their gratitude and affection. One couldn’t help but to see this as a clear indication of the celebrant’s popularity, philanthropic and humanitarian gesture extended to people in the past.

The open marquee used for the reception was able to hold a seat down capacity of two thousand guests, and was tastefully decorated to meet the standard of the caliber of guest present. Very close friends of the celebrant, clads in glamorous white ‘aso ebi’ on the day, and the nations serving and retired Senators, leaders of House of Reps, captains of industry, ex and serving Ministers, Diplomatic Corps, Business Tycoons, Clerics, Bishops and great church leaders, galaxy of traditional rulers and invited guests, gathered to honour the High Chief Peter Ojemen, aka Don P.

The three-day event closed with an allnight party where Nollywood stars and most notable celebrities show-cased their gifted talents till the wee hours of Sunday morning. Before noon, group of pastors and various clerics from far and near, once more gathered for the Sunday thanksgiving service ceremony.


MISS NIGERIA UK is a historic pageant that has positively taken over the sceptic reality of classic exhibition of beauties in the wide eyes of Africans particularly Nigerians domiciling in Diaspora.

A very curious surprise as it represents the most clamouring form, showcase the beauty, and brains of the Nigerian woman. Created in 1996 and hosted by Natasha Ojie Foundation, the pageant has continued to grow in size and glamour.

Miss Nigeria UK attracts contestants from all parts of the United Kingdom. Aside beauty and good educational stance contestants must be of Nigerian extraction and descent. The pageant owes its existence to the dream of a remarkable little girl, Natasha Isimeme Ojie (1988 – 1994).

Natasha’s brief life touched hearts and impacted lives. Natasha was diagnosed with a brain tumour when she was only four years old. For one and a half years she went through several surgical operations and suffered the terrible after effects of chemotherapy. Amidst all this, she showed unbelievable bravery, not permitting this tragically terminal illness to deter her.

Natasha put on a disarming smile, went to school as usual and never looked ill. At the Great Ormond Street Hospital where her condition was being managed, the staff contacted the starlight Foundation, a charity that supports the terminally ill. Starlight Foundation sought to make Natasha’s final wishes come true. Her demands were simple; to meet Cilia Black and visit Disneyland. To her greatest delight, her wishes were granted. While Natasha’s sister and brother sought to buy toys and other trivia at Disneyland, Natasha curiously bought herself a single item, which turned out to be a symbolic cornerstone for the Miss Nigeria UK beauty pageant.

She bought a crown and said daddy, I am a queen, as she put it on. Sadly, four days after her return from Euro Disney, she fell desperately ill and it was discovered that the tumour had spread to cover Natasha’s entire brain. Now bed-ridden, she rose one morning to reveal that she had a spectacular dream; she was a queen, riding a white horse in a beautiful place, surrounded by people dancing and jubilating. Natasha died a few weeks later. Indeed, Natasha’s parents were inspired by their little girl’s courage and vision in the face of death. Natasha left them with a legacy of a sense of triumph.

It slowly became clear that the only way to keep Natasha’s memory alive forever was to build a project around her dream of becoming a queen, hence the concept of Miss Nigeria UK. Miss Nigeria UK is aimed at supporting African children, portraying a positive image of Nigeria and to promote the campaign for breast cancer awareness.

The latest edition, which is slated for the last weekend of November 2016, is currently in the audition stage. With its continuous bulging fame, meanwhile, see past queens

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