I don’t like to overly politicise my posts, so I’ll make this brief.
Today Scotland asked me to cast a vote for its future which; at worst, feels somewhat redundant stacked up against the doubts I have about my own future; and at best, is like putting me in the cockpit of a 747 and telling me not to touch any buttons. I’m not sure either camp really wants a loose cannon like me on their side.
There were moments, in the lead up to today, after listening to the pros and cons on both sides of the fence, when an arbitrary ‘x’ seemed like the most sensible path.
I guess we shall see in a few hours…