I suppose, when it all boils down to it, it's about whether or not you're prepared to take a risk.

Living 12,000 miles away from home - it still is home and probably always will be; I know it's daft, but there you are - I still crave the occasional whiff of Scotland.

That indescribable but instantly recognisable pong of the Glasgow Underground. Or a Greggs Steak Bake. Or even the Shieldhall sewage works.

Pure neuralgia, as Francie used to say, until Josie told him he mean nostalgia. 'Neuralgia's a kinda pain in the neck.'

Never before - ever - have I missed the so called heady whiff of an election campaign.

Basically, in the 80s and 90s elections were boring. It really didn't matter who you voted for - you got a Labour guy. It usually was a guy too.

It used to be said in Glasgow that Labour could be represented by a semi-functioning primate in a Matalan suit and tie and people would vote for him. No doubt it was much the same if you lived in a solid Tory seat in a rural English setting - the same deal.

You got what you always did. Not very much for your money. A dud individual and a dud system. No change.

See, I'm thinking an independent Scotland could be the start of something, not the end in itself. If 'people in Scotland are better qualified to make decisions about Scotland' as wee Eck says, doesn't it follow that people in Glasgow might better decide what happens there too?

Or how about the people in Drumchapel, or Carntyne or any other local community for that matter?

Government for the people by the people. Has a certain ring about it. The only thing is, it's never happened.

Personally, I blame the Labour party. You expect it from the Tories, that what they're there for - it was Labour who sold us out.

Working people, the working class: the vast majority, whatever way you want to look at it. Labour sold the jerseys, the goalposts, the pants, the socks, the boots, the jockstrap and the embrocation cream.

Gordon Brown even said it - 'we're all middle class now'. No, we f*****g aren't, Gordy.

You think the Westminster system works? It never has. Ever. For as long as anyone can remember, no matter who you vote for - and as I say, you expect this of the Tories - the rich have got richer and the poor have got pissed on.

It's depressing. And boring. It's failing. On Thursday, Scottish people might have a chance to trade it in for something else.

Not that I'm saying rule from Holyrood would immediately lead to a land of milk, honey and evocative smells. It wouldn't.

It'd be smaller, but it wouldn't be all that much smaller, not in terms of the inevitable bureaucracy and the Select Committees and Departmental Reviews, the Standing Orders and reports and all the associated in-fighting, compromising and downright lying Parliament breeds.

You'd still get all that. If you fear change, you shouldn't - because it'd all still be there. But it could be the start of something.

Localised devolution - revenue-raising powers for small-scale councils, maybe even community councils, where people un-hamstrung by party politics could argue the toss, squabble and rant, disagree and threaten violence - but actually have real power and be able to actually make real decisions.

How would it be any worse? What's so great about what we have now? Sick and tired of nothing changing, feeling you have no say? This could be a chance to at least begin to blow some of that away.

But will it happen? Two days out? Now this is where I'm bit confused. Every poll and expert says it's too close to call but all of the bookies' websites I've looked up have No as a 1/9 chance. A racing certainty. A good thing.

What's going on there? Do they know something we don't? Namely, that some of the No people are too embarrassed to admit it publicly? That they're too scared to consider change?

Not much fun in being a pessimist really. Boring. Gives you nothing. 'That'll be shining bright. We'll stay as we are. It might get worse.'

And it might get better. A long shot, I admit. Or it might stay the same, the thing is, you just don't know. And anyway, it's worth a risk because the present model's completely knackered. It's time for a trade-in.

Change is exciting. A bit scary, because it's different, not what you're used to.

But what's so good about what we're used to? Better together? How so? Says who?

I'd be prepared to give different a go - because of how it is now - the same - because it isn't working. I'd be up for different.

If it was me. Which I admit, it isn't, not having a vote.

Not really much of a risk for me is there, here in Australia? Independence won't really affect me at all, not in practical terms.

Emotionally however, it will. Definitely.

I wish I was there. And I had a vote.

I'd be giving it a go.I'd risk it. Yes.