Martin McGuinness was a product of the hostile environment he grew up in
MY PRESBYTERIAN granny summed it all up in her broad East Donegal accent with one word: “jallousy”.
That was all that was wrong with the nationalist community in the North. They looked at the standard of living their Protestant neighbours had got by the sweat of their labours and they wanted it without the work.
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