No doubt he then hurried home to count the ‘siller’ the English had given him for his trouble.
A few months later, on the 1st of May, 1707, the Union came into effect and the bells of St. Giles’ Cathedral in Edinburgh rang out to the tune ‘Why am I so sad on this my wedding day?’ Given that probably over 95% of the Scottish people opposed the Union, this was an appropriate piece of music to mark the end of that old ‘sang’ called Scotland.
No horsing about, this is a serious matter. An outrage! Here were the poor customers thinking they were eating beef burgers when they were actually horsemeat burgers. All those who’ve ever said “I could eat a horse” have had their wish come true!
Now it has been joined by the Union Jackers. Inspired by the example of their cousins in Ulster, these Scots wave the Union Jack as a symbol of their loyalty to all things British. They reject the ‘Better Together’ lot as uselessly ineffectual and wishy-washy whilst stirring up echoes of the old cries of ‘Home Rule Means Rome Rule.’ They are the Ultras of the ‘No’ campaign.
But is the Union Jack really a fitting flag for Scots to wave?
I’ve always thought they were, at best, pathetic. At worst, they are wholly pernicious.
I can’t imagine the feelings of people who support our honours system. Did they throw the mince pies in the air and shout “Yes!” when they read that Jessica is now a CBE? Did they feel gutted that Andy only received an OBE? I suspect most people don’t give a hoot either way. They probably give more attention to the festive TV schedule than the list of the newly honoured.
For example, how about this (with apologies to Mahatma Ghandi):
Christianity is gr8. Pity about the Christians.
For balance (this being Scotland), let me suggest a possible tweet from that most unattractive of theologies, Calvinism. It might go something like this:
Want 2 b a Christian? Well, hard luck!