Highlander Gets a Plate

Well, the citizenship ceremony was a barrel of laughs. You might think I’m being sarcastic, but I’m really not. There were three other people other than my son and myself who were there to take part (plus a couple of visitors), two from Zimbabwe, bless them, and one from Brazil. Some of the funniest, not to mention goofiest, people I’ve met, and the woman running the ceremony just gave up on making it a solemn occasion, because nobody there was feeling particularly solemn. A good day out, overall.

Plus… I got a plate!

If you can’t read the inscription, it says “Presented by the Perth and Kinross Council on attaining British Citizenship”.  My son was disappointed he didn’t get a plate too, and the woman running the ceremony looked slightly concerned at his disappointment.  I told her not to worry, because he’d just put chips and cookies on it anyway.

And as hubby was driving us home, I examined the silver plate plate and pondered the inscription, thinking what a nice gesture it was, and I flipped it over … on the back it said… “Made in China”.   I guess the Scots are known for many wonderful things, but mass producing cheap commemorative knick-knacks isn’t one of them.