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Harmonie Festival 1999, Listowel politics in 1910 and 1916 commemorative installations


The Bend for Home




This is the road out of town for Tralee or Limerick. The Millennium arch is on the left and the cars are on the Big Bridge.



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Jimmy Hickey brings international honour to Listowel in 1999


The high point of Jimmy Hickey’s career as a dancer and dancing teacher was the winning of this magnificent trophy in 1999.

Here is the story

The HARMONIE FESTIVAL is a festival of
peace, friendship and international understanding.

It takes
place in Germany every six years. There are competitions for traditional
singing, dancing and music. Participation is by invitation only. To this day the
organisers are inviting Jimmy to come back, despite receiving hundreds of
applications from other Irish dancing schools to participate. I think he might
be thinking of having one last go at it. I hope he does. The next Harmonie is
in 2017.

Winning group Harmonie festival 1999

Back Ted Kenny, Mary Doyle, Michelle Mulvihill, Donncha
Quill, Jimmy Hickey, dancing master, Mary Ellen Quill and Ellen Quill

Front:

 Sarah O’Mahoney,
Fiona Twomey, Una Nolan, Lorraine O’Brien, Seán Browne, musician, Margaret
Prendeville, Jean O’Connor, Marion O’Connell and Helena O’Connell.

Harmonie Festival, Lindenholzhausen 1999

42 nations from all over the world each with their own
cultural dance.

Arriving back in Shannon with the trophy.

When the Kerry dancers went
first there was no competition, just exhibition and just five countries took part. When it developed into a competition Jimmy
Hickey’s dancers took first prize in 1999 and 2005. This was a huge honour,
which deserved wider recognition at home. They represented their country in an
international competition, competing against 42 other countries and came home with this unique and valuable trophy.
It depicts the town, Lindenholzhausen, where the competition took place. It has the symbol of the
competition and symbols representing the traditions of music and dance that
were celebrated.  Each dance group contributed one judge to the panel, so they
were judged by an international jury of their peers.

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Kerry Evening Star 1902-1914, Thursday, January 13, 1910; 

An account of a fairly lively political meeting in Listowel in 1910



The famous George Sandes.  Mr. Flavin,  living in Listowel,

could not stand his conduct,  so he took off his coat, fought him

fearlessly and well, and beat him all along the line. He hunted him

from every public Board in the county, and from the Bench he disgraced

him, until finally he hunted him to his dishonoured grave, he having

died a broken-hearted brute.

 Again they found Mr. Flavin , when there was confusion in the Irish Party, he proved himself loyal

to the authority of the chair. They found him in Meath assisting

another honest Irishman, Michael Davitt. (Cheers). They all remembered

the testimony of Michl. Davitt to honest Michael Flavin—that if he had

the giving away of his seat in the morning, the one man he would

select as a fearless fighter, as an honest man, was Michael Joseph

Flavin. (Cheers). 

Fourteen years ago Mr. Flavin was selected by a

Convention In North Kerry, and he got a mandate then from this

constituency telling him to bear the Home Rule flag in the English

House of Commons, and Rev. Speaker asked them had he not proved

himself an honest man since then, practically attending to his duties,

fruitfully doing them and doing them well. (Cheers). 

He had given the

best years of his life in the service of his country, regardless of

the consequence to his health. They found him once brought to death’s

door by the strife and turmoil of the battle, and now he would ask

them was that the man they should change for this gentleman from

London town?—(cries of of “Never”)—a man they had never heard in

politics up to the present time, and who heard of now, Rev. Chairman

had no doubt, for a sinister purpose. (“BOO for Neville Stack.”) They

were passing through a critical crisis, perhaps one of the most

critical that had ever arisen in their country’s history. Home Rule,

the desire of every Irishman, was now within measurable distance of

them. The Cabinet Ministers were proclaiming from the platforms all

through England that if returned to power they had committed

themselves to the granting of a full measure of Home Rule to Ireland.

(Cheers). 

While the hands of the Irish people were stretched out for

that long denied measure of justice to this country, the right of

Irishmen to make their own laws had in their own Parliament,  Joe

Chamberlain issuing his manifesto the other day to the electors of

Birmingham, appealing to their prejudices as Englishmen, not to vote

for the Liberals, because if they were returned to power they would

give Home Rule to Ireland. (Cries of “Shame.”) While their hands were

stretched out, they had the Unionists of Ireland subscribing twenty

thousand pounds for the purpose of scattering foul literature and to

defray the expenses of every foul-mouthed ruffian that was willing to

go across to villify their country. They had seen where the Tories had

opened the war chest and had given generously of it to every renegade

Irishman who was prepared to go across and fight a constituency in

Ireland, and Rev. Chairman had no doubt that this Mr. Thos. Neville

Stack was there for that purpose.

 He was supposed to contest that

division of North Kerry. He did not do it with a hope of winning,

unless he was an unmitigated fool, because he had as much chance of

winning as Rev. Chairman’s dog, Macnab. (Cheers and laughter). But if

by any chance he was returned, what would that mean? It would mean one

more voice in the wilderness, away from the Irish Party in a position

to do no good, but a lot of mischief. (Cheers). 

He would give them an

idea of what a humbug this gentleman was. He had gone to Mr. Redmond

and had stated he was willing to submit himself to the Convention. He

had not turned up, because he knew he would not get a man to propose

him, and if he did he would not get a seconder. (Cheers). Then he

issued his manifesto telling Mr. Redmond that the Convention would be

packed, and that it was a bogus one—which was a lie—and that he would

go forward and fight as an independent Nationalist “morryeah,” laughed

Rev. Chairman, amidst cheers and laughter. He was to his (Rev.

Chairman’s) mind an independent humbug, and when the fight was over

and the battle won, and he thought he could trust the sons of the

patriotic fathers in North Kerry, the first district in Ireland that

struck a blow for Home Rule and the extinction of landlordism in 1872;

when the day came for the counting of the votes, that they would prove

themselves worthy sons of those patriotic fathers, and give to this

London Stageen such a whipping in the race that never again would he

have the hardihood of entering for the North Kerry “Cup.” (Loud and

prolonged cheering).



Mr. Flavin, who next addressed the meeting and was received with

applause, expressed his confidence in the support he would get if Mr.

Neville Stack had the impudence to force the electors. He (Mr. Flavin)

had no doubt about winning, but one he would like to have made clear,

and that was on the day of the polling, many of his supporters might

say, “Well what is the use voting  he is bound to win easily, and

voting won’t make any difference.” Well they should no give way to

such apathy, but  come up and record their votes  so that factionism

for all time should be  blotted off the map of at leaat North Kerry.

(Loud cheers).



A warm vote of thanks was passed to the Rev. Chairman to which he

suitably replied terminated the proceedings.

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Listowel’s permanent 1916 memorial


David Toomey told me all about this when I met him at work in the park last week. The tarmac bit is in the shape of a Tara Brooch. It’s going to have commemorative plaques of the 1916 signatories in the circle of the brooch. All round the edge will be two rows of box hedge in different colours of green. It looks promising. I’ll keep you updated as it takes shape.

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Dublin City Marathon


Kerry Crusaders were well represented at the Dublin Marathon this year. (photo:Tommy Commane)

This year too a special medal to acknowledge their participation in 25 marathons was presented to the Kerr family. They run with their son Aaron who uses a wheelchair. Two Listowel sisters, Rochelle and Tena Griffin, are part of the team of people who help them push the chair for some of the way



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Moyvane 1916 Garden of Remembrance




Highlights of the ceremony to open the 1916 Garden of Remembrance and the village Vintage festival and dog show 2016



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Junior Griffin, Gunsboro, Listowel before election fever takes hold, a very old radio and a voice of morning radio passes away

Prize winning Photographer



From time to time I include a photograph here from my friend, Jim MacSweeney. So I am delighted to tell you that  at the Southern Association of Camera Clubs Photographer of The Year Competition Jim won a gold medal for this photograph. The  winning shot got 26 Marks out of a possible 27. 

Jim took the photograph in Killarney National Park during the rutting season in 2015.

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Bíonn Siúlach Scéalach

Above is John, better known as Junior,  Griffin. I had the great pleasure of spending a couple of hours with him recently. Junior has hundreds of great stories to tell and he has a colorful and engaging way of telling them. He is great company.

I am going to share some of Junior’s stories with you over the coming days and then, I promise, I’ll go back for more.

Above is a photograph of Junior’s grandmother, Kate Hegarty Griffin. In this photograph she is bringing a beart (bundle) of reeds to the thatcher.

Junior reminded me of the lines from the song, Forty Shades of Green;

“…To see again the thatching with the straw the women glean

I’d walk from Cork to Larne to see the forty shades of green.”

Junior’s grandmother was one such gleaner.

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Gunsboro

photo; Historical Tralee

Gunsborough House, Listowel, Co.Kerry

Birthplace of Lord Kitchener of Khartoum.It was leased to Listowel Board of Guardians as an auxilliary workhouse. In 1837 Lewis records it as the property of Pierce Mahony who had recently purchased the estate. Bary writes that it had previously been in the possesson of the Gun family. It is now ruined.

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Look, No Posters! ……. Yet!



The party faithful are only waiting for the word and they’ll be out of the traps faster than any dog at The Kingdom Stadium. Our lovely town will be littered with election posters. Do they make a difference?

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A Really Really Old Radio….and a brand new one



John Griffin brought this radio all the way from Detroit to Knockalougha, Duagh  when he returned home to live in 1931. it was the first radio in Duagh and it made Griffin’s homestead into a kind of Mecca. The late Christy Downey of Knockalougha often told the story of how as a youth he remembered seeing droves of neighbours crossing the fields to converge on Griffin’s house. These people lit their way with torches which were lighting sods of turf held aloft on pikes. The reason for their journey was to hear on Griffin’s radio the results of the 1932 general election which saw de Valera elected to The Dáil for the first time.

Years later in 1951 Phillips held a competition during the agricultural show, pictured below.

The prize was a brand new Philips radio and the winner was to be the person with the oldest radio. Johnny Griffin was well ahead of the posse there and Junior remembers the delight when they brought the new radio home to Bridge Road.

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Look Who Got  engaged!




and look where VIP magazine chose for the phooshoot to tell us the good news. Bernard Brogan might have proposed to Kiera in Turkey but I agree with VIP; he looks best with a Kerry backdrop.


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Are you a past pupil of The Tech in Listowel?



If you answered yes to this question, read on because your old school has an invitation for you;





“As part of the 1916 commemoration, Colaiste na Riochta will commemorate the event on Saturday, March 12, at the school. We will also celebrate a special  anniversary of the school and open the school on that date to celebrate these two events simultaneously. We would appreciate if you could loan us any photos, articles, any form of nostalgia in relation to ‘the teck’ which you  or others may have in your archives and encourage people in your blog to join us on the day.
Any one who has anything of interest might drop them into the office to the Principal, Stephen Goulding or the Committee members, Ms. Iseult Glynn or Ms. Marion Sugrue.”



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I Never Met Terry Wogan




I read his book. I listened to him on the radio and I watched him on TV. Like so many others I felt I knew him. That was his charism. He connected with us all. As my late mother would say, “You could take him anywhere.”



His British audience loved him. He embodied all of the attributes they prize. He was charming, witty, relaxed, self effacing, open, chatty and impeccably polite. He followed in a line of Irish entertainers the British have loved: Eamon Andrews, Des O’Connor, Val Doonican and I’m sure there are more I have forgotten. Dermot O’Leary is the closest of today’s bunch to that mould.



If you look at the three I have mentioned, they were all cut from the same cloth as Sir Terry. They were utterly competent and professional, full of stories and great company. They “walked with kings yet kept the common touch…” And of course there was the voice. Terry never lost his Irish brogue. He spoke the queen’s English with a lilt, a smile and always a hint of roguery.



In the tributes I have read so far, the word legend occurs often. We seem to have lost a lot of legends in 2016 already. He will be missed.



Leaba i measc na naomh is na naingeal go raibh aige.

Christmas Tree Lighting 2015, Lucozade, Craftshop na Méar and Listowel Volunteers in 1916

Sunday December 6 2015 in Listowel Town Square




photo; Listowel Tidy Towns

Listowel partied last evening as the Listowel Tidy Town Committee switched on the Christmas Tree Lights. We gathered in The Square, we bopped to the music as we ate hot dogs, mince pies and goodies from Lizzie’s Little Kitchen. The children waved their balloons and munched sweets and treats from Spar Express and the adults drank mulled wine and mulled cider.  Santa and Mrs. Claus sauntered over from The Seanchaí where they had been working hard all day, Billy Keane did a great MC job as usual and the Listowel Marketing Group and Love Listowel people were justly proud of a job well done.

Storm Desmond had necessitated the postponing of the shindig from Friday night  but the word of the new date had got out and we had a great crowd and people were delighted to be outdoors on a balmy night in lovely Listowel.

I’ll have lots of photos for you in the coming days. Here is one to give you a flavor of the atmosphere and below it is a link to Denis Carroll’s video record of the evening.

Listowel Christmas Tree Lights 2015

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A Taste of the Past

Photo: Irish Abroad

Do you remember this? Everyone who was ever in hospital in the 60s and 70s got lots of these. After the bag of grapes this was the favourite present of hospital visitors. I never figured the reason for the orange cellophane wrapping.

All good things come to an end and Lucozade too was rumbled. It really was no better for you than any bottle of fizzy orange and, in fact, was much worse for you than plain drinking water. The product is still around but gone are any claims that it has healing properties and gone too is the picture of the nurse from its advertising.

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Christmas shopping






Bernie Carmody was minding the shop. Mary Boyer had called to drop off some hats and scarfs for the homeless. The other 2 ladies were on their way home to Annascaul from a badminton tournament in Moyvane when they popped into Craftshop na Méar for a spot of impromptu Christmaas shopping. They all kindly posed for me beside the Christmas tree.

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East River just got easier to find

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Sign in a shoe repair shop





Thank you, Liz Dunn for sharing this fromFred Nelson

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Seeking information on Listowel people involved in 1916 Rising

Information is being sought on those from the Listowel area who were involved in the events of Easter Week 1916. 

A new book edited by Kerry journalists, Owen O’Shea and Bridget McAuliffe and Dr Mary McAuliffe of UCD, will feature details of over 150 Kerry men and women who were arrested following the Rising. 

These biographies will be accompanied, where possible, by photographs of the participants. The book, which will be published early next year, will contain essays by historians on Austin Stack, Roger Casement, The O’Rahilly, Thomas Ashe, Fionán Lynch, Thomas MacGreevy, Cumann na mBan, the Kerry GAA and revolution, the drownings at Ballykissane Pier, and the Irish Volunteers in Kerry. 

If anyone has information about, or photographs of, the following members of the Irish Volunteers, they are asked to get in touch with editors Owen O’Shea (087 7870070) or Bridget McAuliffe at kerry1916book@gmail.com.

Pat Griffin from Listowel who worked in McKenna’s Hardware

Servelus Jones, a tailor from Listowel

Patrick (Paddy) Landers from Listowel, a blacksmith and footballer

Joe Mahony from Listowel, a solicitor’s clerk

James Sugrue from Listowel, who worked as a drapery assistant


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Christmas Fun at The Seanchaí



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Christmas in Ballybunion




This is Jason who brings us our daily pictorial update from Ballybunion on Facebook. Here he makes a rare appearance at the other side of the camera as he helps to erect Ballybunion’s tree in Super Valu carpark. They switched on their lights last night (Dec. 6 2015)

Belfast, 1916, and the 1977 North Kerry fleadh committee


My Trip to Belfast



Recently I travelled north of the border for the first time in ages. I spent two days in Belfast and found it a lovely city. Belfast people are among the friendliest in the world. Every time I and my traveling companion were standing puzzling over our map, invariable someone would come over with an offer of help. On one occasion, a lady who was obviously on her way from work stopped to offer help. She turned our map the right way round and walked with us until we got our bearings. This was typical of the kindness and helpfulness we encountered everywhere in Belfast.

I thought I’d pose with one of my beloved pillar boxes. That’s my ever present map in my hands.

I took this to entertain you with this rather amusing sign.

Belfast City is divided in quarters. Our hotel was in The Queen’s Quarter which was very central to shops and restaurants. It was near the university, as the name suggests.

We were just a short train ride from the Titanic Quarter where we went to visit The Titanic Experience.

The iconic cranes

This is Clíona outside the Titanic Experience. It is a marvelous visitor attraction. One is not allowed to take photos so you’ll have to go yourself to see what it looks like inside. As a museum it is not like any other I’ve visited. There was lots of reading but there was also lots and lots of interactive experiences. We were there at a quiet time and it took about 2 and a half hours. The time flew and we both agreed that it was super.

We had planned our visit before the euro fell to an all time low due to the Greek crisis so we had a good excuse for not buying the overpriced souvenirs.

Clíona looks a bit worried by these two. The Art piece is about women in the workforce. What drew me to it first was the crochet bombing. On closer inspection, the ladies are weighed down with telephones and typewriters, ladles and rolling pins. The statues are outside the main bus station.

This artistic piece is in the City Hall in Belfast.

There are some lovely stained glass windows in the city hall. The lower one is called the Famine window.



I was there in the week after the Berkeley tragedy and people were queueing to sign a book of condolence.

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1916    2016


Here is a link to the complete list from the military archives of the rebels who fought in 1916

1916 Names

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North Kerry Fleadh Cheoil 1977

Committee of the 1977 N K fleadh includes; 

L-R, Christy Stack Joint Treasurer, Matt Mooney Secretary, Michael DowlingChairman, Tim Brosnan Joint Treasurer,

 Second row, Babe Jo Collins, Collette O Connell, Maureen Dowling, Betty Stack, Babe Hilliard, Elizabeth O Reilly, Josie Molyneaux, Helen Leahy

 Back, Jack Flavin, John Enright, Tom O Connell, Maurice Molyneaux, Tom Murphy and Jack Larkin MCC.

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A More Recent photo of people planning for the upcoming Munster Fleadh


Photo; Listowel/Duagh Comhaltas


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Tripadviser’s list of things to do in Listowel



This list 

Twelve Listowel Attractions

is doing the rounds of Facebook. The list is not at all exhaustive. It’s just the list of places people have reviewed for Tripadvisor. We all know that Listowel’s Military and History Museum, Teampall Bán, Listowel Cinema, Craftshop na Méar, Listowel Emmetts’ Sportsfield, Listowel Community Centre, Listowel Pitch and Putt Course, Olive Stack’s Gallery, The River Walk  and so many great shops are part of Listowel’s attractiveness to visitors. We all need to get reviewing!

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On the Street




Noreen Queally and Marie Moriarty out and about last week

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+ R.I.P. Val Doonican +


The rocking chair is empty. Tá laoch ó laethanta m’óige ar lár.

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A Rarity




Stephen Smyrl posted this photo on Facebook of a very rare post box spotted in Roscrea, Co. Tipperary.

“George V continued to reign until his death in 1936, but generally after partition postboxes ceased to bear his initials. After him, his son George VI reigned until the “Free State” declared itself a republic, outside of the Commonwealth of Nations.”

It would appear that the door alone was replaced with the Saorstát Eireann (Irish Free State ) logo someone time around 1922.

Dromin Well, some old advertisements and Tullamore National School

(photo: Timothy John MacSweeney, wildlife photographer)





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Scairbhín

(photo;Ballybunion Prints)



Scairbhín is the time of year from mid April to mid May when the weather vacillates between balmy and baltic. The old people used to say, ‘Don’t shed a clout ’til the may is out.” The may in this case referred to the flower of the blackthorn bush often referred to as “the flower of the may”.

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Count Your Blessings



Our ancestors lived through tough times. We are so lucky to live in a prosperous Ireland.


Dublin tenement 1940s

Blitzed London street



Our poor misfortunate ancestors evicted from their homes



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Dromin Well


Our amateur folklorists in 1937 took upon themselves to research stories of holy wells. One girl heard a story about Dromin well outside Listowel. According to the story, a girl called Depra, who was deaf and dumb was brought by her parents to the well and left there for three days. When her parents returned after the three days they found “to their joy” that their daughter could hear and speak. She told them that during their absence a beautiful lady had appeared to her and told her to drink from the spring. Depra did as she was told and immediately she was cured. She could hear and speak. The beautiful lady smiled sweetly and disappeared.

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1916 /2016




( photo: 1916 Commemoration)



In the aftermath  of the 1916, several booklets were published. This collection is in the Capuchin Archive.

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Some Great Old advertisements

Kay Caball of Kerry Ancestors lend me this recently.

I bring you today some ads from this publication, most of them for businesses long gone from the town.

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Who, Why, When?

Antony Hegarty (formerly of Tullamore) sent me this photograph from New York. It was published in The Ballydonoghue Parish Magazine. Antony is anxious to find out the provenance of the photo. Does anyone know who is in the photo and what was the occasion?

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Tar Abhaile


Julie and Glyn Evans



Mary Cogan, Kay Caball and Evelyn O’Rourke

“Don’t forget , TG4 , This Monday night. A night of Genealogy with North Kerry Reaching Out. This week’s programme of the “Tar Abhaile ” series comes from Listowel and other locations around North Kerry and West Limerick.

The first descendant who features this weekend is Julie Evans, a teacher from Sydney Australia who discovers the mystery behind how her grandmother’s grandmother, Bridget Ryan, ended up leaving Listowel Workhouse in 1849 and on a ship to Australia as a 16-year old girl as part of the Famine Orphan Girl Scheme. 

The second is Angie Mihalicz, a retired teacher from Beauval, Saskatchewan, Northern Canada who comes back to discover what she can about her grandfather’s father, Peter McGrath and his mother Ellen, who emigrated to Canada at the height of The Famine and after a long search finally gets to stand on the land of her ancestors.

This programme is a repeat.

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