Whenever I hear Scots being proud (and I am married to one and rationally think they have every reason to be proud) my unforgiving, severe, disapproving (of everything but especially me) Scottish MiL gets into my head, and I want to say all the things I never said to her. I have to dismiss her fast, otherwise I respond quite inappropriately to even lighthearted comments. That woman's effect on me is ridiculous.
My vituperative moment has now passed, and I'd just like to say that I did not have a Scottish education and am still able to use English correctly. And I won't mention rugby...