NOW, as I write Scotland is going to the polls and today as you read this we will either be celebrating independence or the union.

Come to think about it, most will be content either way.

Over the past few weeks it has been strange looking at some people’s reaction to the whole debate about independence. I don’t actually think people realised the monumental decision that was being made.

Yes, they knew it was something big, but they didn’t realise what it would mean.

I spoke to several people this week who were more concerned about whether the price of petrol would go up or whether they would need a passport to go into Scotland.

Another guy stupidly asked if Scotland had a different language than England.

I liked how the vote kind of got so personal. The union was being compared to a marriage and how a divorce ‘would break my heart’.

Yeah, it might be bad but come on, life goes on, right?

The thing is if you really think about it the only interesting thing about the United Kingdom is Scotland. And I’m going to be honest.

Hey, I love Lancashire and the green English countryside but without Scotland we really are going to be a lot more boring.

And yes, Wales is fantastic and Northern Ireland, too, but we all know that without Scotland we are essentially that guy stood at the corner of the club sipping his juice all night. With him we are the talk of the town.

I can’t also see us winning anything for several more years for a start.

That is of course if it was a ‘yes’.

If it was a ‘no’ then welcome home Scotland....we promise never ever to take you for granted again.