My husband moved to Perthshire from England with his family (English parents and 2 older siblings) in late 1970s when he was 7.
He and his brother were bullied for being English. All through primary school and his brother (18 months older) was bullied thru most of secondary school too. he and his brother say the worst bit was the teachers noticing it, and turning a blind eye or saying something pejorative about the English.
I am English but grew up abroad so have a strange international school accent, and always rather naively thought of myself as British, not English. I was at uni in Scotland for 4 years (where met DH), and encountered a bit of the 'i support whoever plays england' stuff when the rugby was on, but didn't really notice much.
It wasn't until I did my PGCE in Edinburgh a few years later ( having been living abroad again) that I came across a lot more anti-English racism;always difficult when you are english and teaching about william wallace :)
It didn't bother me much. I just think it's a bit...sad. And really, if you inserted any other racial type/ nationality into the things I have been called, it would be seen as racism. Bit if you 'slag off' the English rather than Poles/ Muslims/ take your pick, it's just a bit of fun? Right?
I really really loved my 5 years in Scotland, but my husband will not consider moving back from London after what he and his brother went through- does not want our children to suffer the same. and as some of the other posters say, it might not happen, but i don't think I want to take that chance. I love our lovely multinational generally-accepting corner of SE London where there were 33 nationalities represented across 60 children in one of my dc's classes!