AS an Englishwoman who has lived in Scotland almost my entire adult life, the question of national identity has always been a tricky one for me. I was born in England, I grew up in England, all my family are English. It’s a simple fact, whether I like it or not, that I am English – but it doesn’t stop me from feeling slightly uncomfortable when asked my nationality on forms or when someone asks me where I’m from.
Despite my Englishness, after living here for the best part of a decade, it’s Scotland that I truly see as my home. In truth, I identify far more with being Scottish than being English, but I still slightly cringe at the idea of actually describing myself as “Scottish” when I obviously hail from south of the Border.
