September | 2013 | Craig A Smith

Last Friday I delivered 400 Yes papers in Wallyford. It almost passed without incident until I’d delivered the last paper and was just getting into my car. I heard a “Haw!” and turned to see an old boy making his way towards me, waving the paper at me. Our chat went thusly:

“Did you put this through my door?”
“I did aye, are you a supporter?”
“Naw I fuckin am not, ah’d never vote for that cunt” (stabbing at Salmond’s face in the top corner)
“But you’re no’ voting for that cunt.”
“Well who the fuck am ah votin’ fur?”
“That’s up to you, eventually. You’re voting for independence. Then we choose. Me, I’ve always voted Labour. This way we’ll get who we vote for.”
“Ah’m ex-British Army. Ah’ll never vote for that cunt.”
“So you’re happy with the tories wrecking the British Army? Scrapping regiments? Sending boys to Afghanistan with nae armour or bullets?”
“Whit’s that got tae fuckin’ dae wi’ it?”
“Well that’s what you’ll keep getting with yer no vote.”
“Salmond’s a CUNT. Ken whit, I ken boys that went tae school wi’ him….
[couldn’t make most of this bit out as he was getting more angry and incoherent by the second]
… and he wis a fuckin’ bully.”
“Right, well. You’re no’ voting for Salmond though remember that.”
“I’ll NEVER vote for that cunt. Take yer fuckin’ paper.”
“Nae bother pal, I’ll give it to somebody else. Remember though, it’s no’ a vote for Salmond!”
And he walked off with a “Ah’d never vote for that cunt. Fuckin’ Salmond. Cunt.”

Ho hum. It’s nice when the opposition are so easy to engage with eh?

Anyway, I took that paper and returned to Musselburgh where I dropped into a shop in Fisherrow. The owner’s been swithering for a while so I handed her the paper and said “this got chucked back at me, thought you might want to give it a read.”

Just heard that it’s pretty much convinced her to vote Yes, and she’s now passed it on to another undecided voter. So, aye, well done unionist guy! Chalk another 2 up for the Yes vote.