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dru23:Oga you didnt buy the car for me, stop showing me manuals of cars made in US. Don't worry, I'm fine. But stop painting 20W50 bad. The limitation mineral oil Lube has as against synthetic is OXIDATION... get this fact. The other day I saw when NNPC lubes were painted bad... I wish Abdulrahman saw your post that day... you know more that that prof that handled that project SMH |
dru23:I'm not killing any engine, you can kill yours if you wish to |
I read! Ok? I don't just read, I research... leave matter for Matthias, and research about what causes sludge. Then come back let's discuss. Let me emphasize again that most issues we experience here in Nigeria with 20W50 can never be from Total Lubes, Oluem, Mobil lubes, Eterna Lubes etc with standard Blending Facility and ISO Certifications. You might not understand this till you're in the same field as these. Why is TPEO 40 for example not failing in Marine Engines? |
So its the viscosity that causes the sludge? Where is the origin of the base oil used in blending the product? Is is Russian, SN grades or American Core? What additives were used? Lubimax, Lubrizol or UAE origin? Have you asked yourself these questions? None of our staff I'm sure of uses your so called synthetic and none of our engines have failed. I got my Camry in 2016 and till date, apart from the suspension systems which I normally work on when it gets noisy...4 yrs down the line and the car is still like tokunbo on all aspects. Be specific when mentioning 20W50.. the Blenders, Origin of Base Oil and Additives are very important. |
Any further discount? |
The original reciept is very important-esp at this point in time. I'll advise you go for police report or affidavit |
What of the receipt? |
Where you see onions plz? |
Location? |
Okoroawusa:This my brother self... does the four power Plants belong to the government? Only one completed and another uncompleted belong to the government and the privatisation is for the completed one. Abi you want them to sell the power Plant that belongs to Shell ni...? |
Okoroawusa:Afam Plant The Afam Power Plant is the newest and biggest of the FIPL’s projects. It is made up of 2 phases. The contract for Engineering, Procurement and Construction (EPC) of the first and second phases were awarded in 2010 and 2011 respectively to Saipem, a subsidiary of the Italian Oil giant, Eni. At present, Phase 1 is operational with an installed GE (formerly Alstom) GT13E2 gas turbine of 180MW capacity, exporting an average of 3500MWH per day into the national grid. The expectation is that phase 2 of the same type of unit would be installed and come online before the end of 2019. Natural gas for the operation of the Afam turbine is supplied from Shell Nigeria. Afam is located in Oyigbo LGA of Rivers State. A relatively small community but is a power generation hub as it plays host to [b]4 power plants. FIPL’s Afam Power Plant, Shell’s Afam VI Power plant, Government’s Afam I-IV Power plant and the currently on-going construction of the Fast Power Plant. [/b]They also are host communities to the Shell Okoloma gas plant. Source...http://fipl-ng.com/plants/ |
Okoroawusa:Google has the answer and even their website. The particular plant they're selling was built recently |
Seerade029:Sorry sir, I know I wasnt the only one but 'he didnt build any infrastructure', we were told. What then are we selling so? |
Built by GEJ. Next is sale of Alaoji Power Plant built by GEJ as well... |
This is beautiful! |
gbagam... nice one |
JAMO84:Without fence. He made no mention of fencing |
@OP remember the area is prone to flooding, foundation should be at least 2ft to 3ft above the ground before flooring and its advisable you chain the building at foundation level as well as at the level. Areas that are always prone to flooding will always show cracks on building and chaining takes care of that. Plz, your 2M may get your building to roofing level. Do it and more money will come. It's better you seek for help of an Engr, that will help you look at the site and select materials as needed. |
If you have two million naija, it can get the project to roofing level... depending on the choice of roofing sheets and model of roofing, you might need to put additional money to complete the project. Once a house is roofed, every other things gradually falls in place. More grace |
From three million upwards depending on the type of roofing you want |
It keeps getting more funny |
The Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN) has devalued naira in one of its currency auctions. Bloomberg reported that the development took place at an auction on Friday, where the central bank asked that bids for foreign exchange be made at N380/$1 against the $360/$1 that it used to be. Sources with the knowledge of the matter said the CBN is keeping the matter confidential for now. Nigeria’s central bank devalued the naira at one of its currency auctions, according to people familiar with the matter. The weakening comes after Governor Godwin Emefiele announced last month that the bank plans to unify its multiple exchange rates to improve the transparency of its currency-management system. At an auction for importers on Friday, the central bank asked that bids for foreign exchange be made at 380 naira per dollar, compared with 360 previously, the people said, asking not to be identified because they’re not authorized to speak to the media. Isaac Okorafor, a spokesman for the central bank, didn’t answer calls to his mobile phone or reply to messages seeking comment. It has been an interesting journey by the apex bank to stabilize naira since the outbreak of coronavirus that resulted in plummeted oil prices. In March, the CBN devalued the naira, pegging the official rate at N360 from N307, though the apex bank’s governor, Godwin Emefiele said it’s only a technical devaluation. Multiple exchange rates have characterized the Nigerian money market and the central bank has been trying one policy after the other to keep the market stable. In 2017, the apex bank introduced the nafex, a separate rate for investors and exporters that offers a stable exchange window for naira. The nafex window was designed to woo investors who have been scared away by the fluctuating exchange rates, and it has been stable around N388 since May when the oil price started showing signs of recovery. The CBN introduced nafex as it was trying to avoid devaluing naira formally. But it has contributed to the multiple exchange rates obtainable in the country’s forex market. The parallel market has been repeatedly accused of hoarding the dollar in order to create artificial scarcity. The International Monetary Fund (IMF) has warned Nigeria about multiple exchange rates, which it said creates confusion and spooks investors. However, many believe that the CBN has been responsible for the instability of naira through its sharp practices. Sahara Reporters reported on Thursday that the central bank has been hoarding the dollars remitted by Nigerians in Diaspora for dubious reasons, and cannot say the correct amount of foreign currencies that have been sent to Nigeria and exchanged with naira. The report said that contrasting figures that have been put out, which drew the attention of concerned Nigerians, after the Secretary to the Government of the Federation, Boss Mustapha revealed in 2019 that remittances received by Nigeria stood at $19,6bn, $22bn and $25bn in 2016, 2017 and 2018. Those who questioned the figures said more monies were remitted than what was revealed by the SGF, and accused the CBN of concealing the real figures. “It is pertinent to let the public know that apart from hiding the fact that revenue from remittances are far more than oil revenue, all foreign aids and Foreign Direct Investment, the CBN wants to continue to sabotage the national economy through dubious regulations and that was why it banned banks and other foreign exchange dealers from paying foreign currencies to recipients of foreign remittances. “Thus, by warehousing the dollar component of remittances in foreign banks, the CBN has made it impossible for the naira to appreciate against the dollar in the foreign exchange market. “In view of the decision of the Federal Government to mobilize the huge diaspora remittances to serve as a catalyst for economic development in line with the provisions of the Nigerians in diaspora Commission Act, the CBN should be restrained from hoarding information on the money sent to the country by Nigerians living abroad,” a financial expert with knowledge of the matter told Sahara Reporters. But the central bank said it had restricted financial institutions from issuing foreign currencies in order to help naira appreciate. However, the decision has failed to yield the expected result as naira has been on free-fall ever since the apex bank took the step, and has been repeatedly devalued. Several forex policies of the CBN have been pointed at by critics as reasons for naira’s underperformance in the international monetary market. The bottom line remains that the IMF and investors’ admonition to Nigeria to have a unified exchange rate is far from a reality, and it is hurting the country’s businesses and chances for Foreign Direct Investments. www.tekedia.com
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Eboski:its normal due for change every 25,000 miles and above as long as there's no leakage |
Eboski:First of all check the condition of the ATF that came with it to know if its burnt... the appearance and texture will tell you of it's due for changing. Use Dexton III for 05 transmission or if the manual is available, check for the fluid requirement. |
When my wife and kids told me that they would love to go to my brother’s house to spend the weekend and kill boredom, I did not hesitate to give it the nod because I also needed some quiet time alone in the house. I was working on a proposal that was to be submitted on Monday morning via email. The insistence by the company to send it via email was because of the restriction in the movement of people over the COVID 19 issue. My wife was a law enforcement agent and would not have any challenge navigating through the hundreds of checkpoints on the roads. “Make sure you guys return on Monday,” I said as my wife led the kids out of the house. “I don’t want to hear stories.” She chuckled. “There will be no stories. Please follow us to the junction so you can help me collect my clothes from the laundry man. He called to tell me that he would be waiting.” I would not have left the house that morning if she hadn’t said that. Outside the gate where Mubarak had a kiosk, I saw three young men smoking cigarettes and engrossed in a hearty conversation. “Ina kwana,” Mubarak greeted us cordially. “This one that everyone is dressed ceremonially, I don’t think this is a short journey.” My wife nodded and smiled at him. “We will be back on Monday evening. Please put eyes on the house for us.” He said he would. My wife hopped onto the driver’s seat and I sat beside her on the passenger’s side. My three kids giggled at one another as they occupied the back seat. Since her own car had had some mechanical fault and was taken away by the mechanic prior to the Corona virus pandemic, we had both been managing my own car. Carefully, she hurled the Toyota Corolla past Mubarak’s kiosk and honked. Mubarak had been a very good neighbour. He would keep an eye on the compound whenever we were not around. In return, the family had also treated him like a brother. The laundry man was not in the shop when we got there. My wife was furious because her uniforms were the clothes she had given him to wash. I decided to go and check on Tony at home. He was a very good friend whom I had learned a lot from. His own family had travelled as soon as the virus matter began and he had been all alone. He was glad to see me. We ate the food he prepared and watched a movie together. That took a long time. By the time I returned home in the evening, Mubarak had closed because it was about to rain. The sky was thick with a storm. I opened the main door and closed it carefully. That door needed repairs but I hadn’t bothered to fix it. If you shut it from the inside without sticking a paper in it, it would be difficult to open from the inside. Someone would have to open it from the outside or else you would remain trap inside. Several times, my wife had reminded me about it but I didn’t just care because the house was usually never empty. Because I was alone, I was careful to put a piece of paper in it before closing it. And because I had no plans of going to bed immediately, I didn’t bother to lock it with a key. Never in my wildest imagination did I think that a burglar would break into the house that night. I was watching the news on Aljazera when the lights went off. Soon, the rains began to hit the roof like pebbles thrown in hundreds from the sky. The wind too blew heavily like millions of giant birds flapping their wings. I went into the bedroom and sleep found me there in no time. It was the shrill cry of a baby that woke me up later. The rain had stopped. Darkness still enveloped the sky. It was past one o’ clock in the morning. I began to wonder what was wrong with the child that was crying. Her voice tore miserably into the silence of the dark and made me feel very uncomfortable. What could be wrong with the child? I thought as I crept out of the bed towards the window. The cry was coming from the house adjacent mine. It was a small building without a fence. In front of it was a rickety Golf car painted in taxi colours. Since I bought the house over a year and a half before, I hadn’t bothered to know who my neighbours were. I was still wondering why the baby was crying and disturbing the entire neighbourhood when I began to hear the sound of the front door opening. I wanted to scream but intuitively decided against that. The cry of the child continued to waft into my ears and I suddenly began to tremble. I hadn’t seen a thief in real life before. I had heard and read about how they attack people and maim or killed them just to get what they wanted. What if this thief had a weapon? I thought miserably as I quietly docked behind my bedroom door. When the intruder began to tiptoe into the kitchen, I put my eye through the tiny opening between the door and its frame. I heaved a sigh when I saw that he was not armed. His silhouette figure moved in the dark like a walking tortoise. The light from his small phone led him into the kitchen. I wanted to scream now but something held me still; perhaps it was the fear of the unknown. I was paranoid now like never before. What if he had a pistol in his pocket? What if he had a dagger he’d kept by the door? I was still wondering of what to do next when the burglar came out of the kitchen carrying a black polythene bag. The cry of the child from the house adjacent mine continued to waft into my ears. I felt creepy. Even though the weather was cold, I felt sweat drop from my forehead in rivulets. My palms too were damp with sweat. I hadn’t sweated like that before. This could happen to anybody who was alone with a thief in his house; a thief who could have been in possession of lethal arms. Suddenly, I heard him begin to hit the door and it struck me that he had just jammed the door without using the piece of paper. Certainly, he was trapped. I could hear him curse under his breath. Just then, the lights came on. When he walked back into the kitchen and I saw that he was not armed, I came out of my hiding place. “Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?” I thundered feigning courage. The fear in his eyes was palpable. “I..I..I, please sir!” his knees dropped on the tiled floor. His head was bowed and buried in shame. He could only stutter. “You had better talk to me before I shoot you dead right now.” He jammed his palms together and began to cry. “Sir, my name is Theophilus.I am not a thief. I have never stolen anything from anyone all my life. But if you could put your ears down right now, you’d hear the cry of a child. That’s my only daughter. She is a year and two months old. We have not eaten since yesterday morning. My wife bought akara thirty naira for her yesterday morning and that was all she’s eaten since. I haven’t worked since this corona virus thing began because of the restriction in movement. I am a taxi driver. Even if the lockdown ends today, I still won’t be able to work because I have sold my car battery and bought food to feed my family with it last month. I heard from a friend that you people left the house and won’t be back until Monday. I couldn’t stand the cry of the child anymore so I decided to burgle your house to fetch her some food from here. She won’t stop crying until she gets something to eat. My wife too is crying helplessly in the house. I just couldn’t take it. I had to become a thief if only for tonight…” He was crying as he spoke. I took the black polythene bag from him and my heart dropped when I saw the things he had stolen from the kitchen in it; three packs of noodles, half a loaf of bread, some milk powder in and beverages. My wallet which had about thirty five thousand naira in it was lying conspicuously on the chair. Pointing at the wallet, I echoed; “Why didn’t you take the money or did you not see it?” “I did,” he replied with his head still bowed. “It was the first thing I pointed the light from my phone at but I have no need of it. I came here to get something for my daughter to eat not to steal money.” A tear fell off my eye. I held his hands and told him to get up. “You are not a thief my brother. You are just a father whose love for his only child is without blemish. From the way you speak, I am certain that you are learned. But for the situation of the country, you would not have become a taxi driver. For your daughter’s sake, I will not do anything to you. Just call your wife to come here with the child so she could open the door for us from outside. That way, she could prepare something for her here to eat.” Tearfully, he knelt down again and began to cry. He hadn’t airtime on his phone, I gave him mine and he called the wife with it. Before she arrived with the child, I had prepared beverage for the child while I let him cook some noodles for himself and the wife. It was my turn to cry when the woman was feeding the child who was dragging the bread from her mother as if all her life depended on it. She wolfed down her beverage with the speed of light and as soon as she had had her feel, she crept into the arms of her father and immediately fell asleep. The parents had time to eat their noodles when the child had begun to sleep. By the time they were through, it was past two o’clock. I gave him all the money in my wallet and told him to buy and stuck his house with food with the money. When my wife returned with the children and I told her what had happened, she cried on end. “We are just privileged. We are just lucky.” She broke down emotionally. “We cannot be this blessed by God and watch our neighbours suffer. We must help them.” My wife was right. I bought Theophilus a new battery for his car and gave the wife the sum of two hundred thousand naira to start a crayfish trade. Sometimes, all that we need to completely eradicate crime isn’t to keep buying guns for the police, isn’t to keep pushing people into prison but just to lend a helping hand to our neighbours. If your neighbours are happy, you’d certainly be happy too. I have come to understand not every thief caught in the act is a real thief. I am glad that we were the source of their joy today and pray that many would after reading this do what we did or do even more. Love will certainly solve all the problems of humanity. . THE BURGLAR by Japheth Prosper
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uuzba:Doubting Thomases everywhere... They want to experience it first before believing |
Huhmmm... when are we getting to the peak of this curve? |
Carchoice:They're incompatible but they're married, there has to be a way around it. Cheating? That one is disastrous.. she will just bottle everything and the result might take the husband's life |
Please, dont joke with that word SUICIDE. Work on her, she will change. Learn her love language, it works magic |
Supan:I remember the teacher's strike of 1999 and that of 2001-2002, for complete 1 year, we were at home. Those days private schools were just few in Anambra State. They have forgotten what Anambra used to be before Ngige came in to built roads. Why wont they forget when Peter Obi's ANIDS developed all sectors simultaneously. They should tell us why Ngige was kidnapped and Govt house destroyed. They should tell us what brought Peter Obi's impeachment. These two governors paid the prize for what Anambra is today. What was the position of Anambra in WASSCE when her students have been at home cuz of strike in 2002 WAEC? Oh! I don't want to remember... we were the victim... |
Stop lying OP... Ugwu Tank Amawbia was built. Stop asking people...go and confirm by yourself. Tomorrow you'll tell that Aguluezechukwu-Ogboji-Ajalli road wasnt built with two bridges at Aguluezechukwu and Ndiokpalaeze |
gbagam... nice one