Well I have done my duty and cast my ballot. I hope that I have done the right thing.
Lunch yesterday with some old chums in a swanky French restaurant. Not surprisingly, being of a certain age and utterly representative of the Edinburgh bourgeoisie, they were No voters to a man (there were no women). What I did not expect was the vehemence with which they held their views: not a shadow of doubt, not a scintilla of hesitation.
Call me a wimp if you must, but I found it difficult to make a choice. Far from sure that certainty is a good thing. Whatever the result, we will have to live with each other. (Except for me - I bugger off back to Spain next week.)