Both my parents are Scottish, and although I grew up in Canada after moving over, all of my family are proud to be Scots.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm fiercely proud to be Scottish.
I feel so Scottish when I go abroad, and I'm so proud of it, but for me, it's not a political statement - I just happen to be Scottish.
My roots are Scottish. My dad's parents are from Scotland, and my mum's dad is Scots.
My great grandparents are Scottish, and I have this very tenuous connection which I try and bump up whenever I can, because I'd much rather be Scottish than English.
I'm Scottish first, and it's odd to hear that I'm a Scottish-American.
My parents are proud to be Canadian, as I am. They had a lot to do with my success and sacrificed a lot over the years.
I am Scottish. I am also British.
I'm as Scottish as they come.
I do feel Scottish in some way. Maybe it's to do with visiting my grandparents here every summer as a child, but I am aware of my Scottish ancestry. It's there all right, but it would be pushing it to label me a Scottish painter. Or, indeed, an anywhere painter.
I am half Scottish. My father is an expat from Glasgow, and on my mother's side there's a bit of French, a bit of Scottish, a bit of Irish.