On the other hand, Scots do not really see themselves as British, Tony Blair (an Edinburgh native) not withstanding. They almost never refer to the English by that name, preferring “our neighbors to the south” or some other euphemism. It reminded me of Harry Potter, where the name of Voldemort is never called out. That actually makes a certain amount of sense, since J.K. Rowling, another native Edinburgher, wrote the early drafts of her first book in a coffee shop by George IV Bridge.
This can go to extremes; around downtown Edinburgh, you can see stickers proclaiming “Scottish not British” with the blue and white flag of St. Andrew.
Alec, who spent a semester at the University of Edinburgh, tells the story of a student-organized Scottish nationalism rally. The organizers xeroxed dozens of copies of the flag and slogan and posted them on campus bulletin boards, with the time and place. Some wag, with his or her own sense of history and nationalism, scrawled across the paper: Cornish, not Scottish—get a color printer. It seems the flag of Cornwall (the cross of St. Piran, patron saint of tin miners) has a white X-shaped cross on a black background.
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