I was doing some light shopping at the Savers on East Lake yesterday, when I came across the above 2’ x 3’ nylon flag hanging in the towels section. (I should note here that I was not shopping for towels. I only point this out because I know, reader, that you fear for my hygienic practices, me being a swingin’, generally unmarryable bachelor in my early 30s — some of you have even seen, firsthand, the situation with respect to my dishes. So while I buy almost everything I own secondhand, there are a few items, like underwear and towels, that I always buy new. I was walking past the towels section to get to the section that was behind the towels section, when this standard caught my eye, hanging in there with the terrycloth and floral graphic tea towels and looking absurdly out of place.)
Regular readers will note that amateur vexillology is a favorite subject here at S. 12th (in fact, I am sure I spend more time thinking about flags than doing my dishes), so I scooped up the flag immediately and put it in my shopping basket. I have never passed up an opportunity to buy a flag, and I never will, even if it’s being sold as a towel. Incidentally, it would make a terrible towel — it’s made of nylon, and wouldn’t absorb water. And I know for a fact it’s an actual flag because it has grommets.
Problem is, I am not sure what flag it is. A little cursory research didn’t turn up much. I know the rampant lions and the gules three lions passant guardant and all that probably means it’s British to one extent or another, but the checkered field and the rest of it are a mystery to me. Perhaps it’s the flag of an American or Canadian city.
Can you identify this flag? The first person to do so correctly will win a super S. 12th prize of some kind or another.
I actually had a terrible nightmare about this flag last night. I dreamt someone was over at my house (I probably didn’t let them into the kitchen so they wouldn’t see the dishes) and I showed them my new flag and asked them what they thought. And they said, “Andy, that’s the flag of noted British Fascist Oswald Mosley! Why do you have that thing? Are you some sort of Fascist sympathizer?” I pleaded with my guest that it was all a terrible mistake, but the damage was done.
(P.S. - Please don’t tell my mom I said I was “unmarryable.”)
(P.P.S. - Come to think of it, I bought a huge pile of towels from my boss in 2003 that he was getting rid of when his son went to college, and I am pretty sure a few of those are still in circulation. I have misled you again!)