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I have never viewed myself as British for a long time now, even though my passport and birth certificate says I am.

Growing up I took for truth the things I was fed by the media and at school. I am 45 years old now and there was no internet then. When I remember the history I was taught at school, it was of glorious English victories and noble but ultimately Scottish failures. I was taught of the great British stiff upper lip and how we respected our betters, we did as we were told because they knew what was best for us. We won the war and the Royal Family were marvellous and we were lucky to have them. I didn’t understand or was interested in politics then.

My first real wake up call I guess was Thatcher. I didn’t understand the politics of it but I certainly understood…

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