feeling proud to be British

I'm with Granny23 on the annoyance of the UK/Britain = England thing, and the (OK, it's not the most important thing in the world) assumption that everybody gets A-level results. No doubt it'll be the same when the GCSE results come out. The Standard Grade, Intermediate, Higher and Advanced Higher results came out on August 6th, if anyone's interested.

If/when Scotland becomes independent it will not detract from the history that we all share, including the fact that people from the different parts of the UK were fighting in the British forces. My mother was half English and I have family of whom I am very fond in England, but I will still vote Yes and expect to be part of a country which works in harmony with the rest of the UK, but raises its own taxes and make its own way in the world.

Granny23 I do agree each part of this small island has its own identity, many folk make the mistake of referring to the UK as England, I don't think it is a deliberate way of snubbing Wales, Scotland or N. Ireland, its mostly a slip of the tongue and not worth worrying about. I am half welsh, half English and have lived most of my life in the highlands of Scotland. As for most if not all men and women were conscripts, not true, my father volunteered to fight for what he thought was right, this was a decision he made after visiting Germany for a holiday with my mother. Whilst there they witnessed some disturbing activities, which made him feel sure we would be at war within a few years. He was right and its thanks to him and all the volunteers and conscripts alike that we now enjoy our freedom. Bless them all, Welsh Scottish English Irish.
I speak for many of my Scottish friends who are also proud to be BRITISH. I am also proud to be part of a large Scottish family.

I'm with Worlie on this one. I am very proud to be Scottish, but have never, ever described myself as British which is an artificial construct, not a nationality.

I struggle with the concept of 'pride' in relation to our armed forces. Whilst respecting the bravery of the young men and women, I am aware that many/most of them in WWII were conscripts, rather than volunteers and I cannot really take pride in a nation that ordered men away from their families and sent many to their deaths and are still sending our troops into danger, nowadays for reasons which are very obscure.

AN ASIDE - Just been reading the 'Student Finance' Blog on Gransnet and noted that it said that 'Students throughout the UK' have just got their A level results and went on to give details of Tuition Fees, Grants etc. with not a mention of the different circumstances in Scotland where students have had their HIGHERS results for a few weeks and thanks to the Scottish Government do not have to pay tuition fees. Another small annoyance over UK or GB = England - but also another reason to be proud to be Scottish!

I was doing research for a dissertation at Poitiers University in France in 1991 and interviewed a number of people who had lived through the German Occupation. They were full of admiration for the way our country stood against the Nazis, the terrible bombing of our cities (which they avoided because of their surrender in June 1940) and our "don't give in" spirit.

I felt very proud on behalf of all those people who gave their lives for our freedom.

Yes I agree with all the comments about feeling good about being British. My Dad was on the beaches in Dunkirk and was rescued by a destroyer. He rarely spoke much about his experience except to say that had it not been for the small boats and the heroic actions of so many brave and generous British people, all the soldiers on that beach would have been lost. BRITISH love it.

I think so !!

well i`m proud to be English DOES THAT COUNT?

My father also flew in Lancasters and very rarely spoke of his experiences other than to talk of sadness at 'counting them out and counting them back'.

I , too, am very proud to be Britigh, and feel honour and respect for all those whoe fought for, and gave us our freedom, at great cost.
Every day, I silently give thanks for those who have kept our country free from oppression, so that my children and grandchildren may live without fear.

"Last night of the proms" always gets me waving my imaginary flag!

That's interesting feetlebaum - I've never heard that before. They did sound very 'rough' - as did those doodlebugs, of course.

@Daisyanswerdo - I remember that the German pilots used to run their engines out of synchronization - I suppose to make it sound as though there were more of them than there actually were.

Anything ceremonial gives me a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye.
Local lads from the Mercian regiment; presumably returning from a tour of of duty in Afghanistan; marched through our local town a few weeks ago while I was doing my usual weekly shopping trip. I am not militaristic but it still got me going.

I'm lucky enough to work for the company that makes Typhoon aircraft and the Red Arrows' Hawk aircraft. One of my favourite was the Harrier Jump Jet.

My father was a pilot in the war and although he talked a lot about the planes and life in the RAF he never talked about the bombing raids at all. I wonder if he was too shocked by it all?

I was a child in the war; we learned the difference in the sound between British and German aircraft engines - 'that's one of ours', - but I remember the fear if it wasn't, and running to the nearest air-raid shelter when the alarm sounded.

@seasider : The Lanc did sound rather good - the equivalent of four Spitfires or Hurricanes or two Mosquitos! Four Rolls-Royce Merlin engines kicked out a hell of a lot of power.

I read somewhere that the Avro Lancaster could carry twice the bomb load of a B-17 Flying Fortress - it was certainly an enormous bomb-bay. I remember one being parked in Trafalgar Square as part of a war effort drive - I was allowed to clamber about inside it which was quite a thrill. I would have been five or six years old.

A few years ago I was visiting an elderly couple who had recently moved into the area. It was only the third or fourth time I'd met them and the husband was a very flirty eighty seven year old with a quiet, unassuming wife whom he obviously adored. They told me that after they celebrated their diamond wedding they sold up to go travelling but health problems had forced them to change their plans and they settled nearby. On this occasion I accepted a cup of tea and the husband began to chat. Eventually he began to talk of his experiences as an airman during the Battle of Britain and described (in horrific detail) a particularly harrowing event he had witnessed and which caused the death of his best friend in front of him. He began to sob; he cried as if his heart was breaking and then took himself off to the bedroom to recover. Whilst he was away his wife, also a little tearful, explained that he had never before been able to speak of that event and she hoped that he would now finally be able to let it go. I was quite shaken at the power the memories still had to wound even after so many years.

I was living in Cornwall during the 80's and my mother and I were out near Culdrose Naval Airstation the day the Seakings flew back in from the Falklands. That was a wonderful feeling, seeing "Our" helicopters flying home safely.

When I saw the Lancaster I did wonder how the enemy felt when they saw them approaching. The noise of the engine seemed very familiar it must be from all the war films I have seen

As I remember it, it was the returning home noise that our family would listen to, murmuring 'they're ours'. We have a friend who repaired the damaged planes on return, and he still has tears in his eyes when he tells how they counted the planes back. We really have no idea, do we.

My brother was CO at RAF Coningsby where the Battle of Britain Flight is based. Now he is retired he lives nearby and says he will never tire of hearing the familiar sound as they return 'home' and the lump it brings to his throat.

A couple of years ago I'd just gone outside the front door for something when I heard an odd noise. Couldn't place what sort of plane it was, and then as it came over the house I realised it was the Lancaster from the Battle of Britain Flight! I was so thrilled! My father worked on Lancasters during the war

I am proud too..but I did not see any planes or boats! Just some photos on FB of my lovely nephew and his partner..glad we are not in Russia.

When we were walking by the Thames this afternoon we saw a little boat with a gold plaque on the side that said quite simply, "Dunkirk 1940". That was quite something too.