The pace changed again this week, as the politics of conviction shook us out of the doldrums.

People who didn't normally bother were registering to vote and engaging in politics. We can do without the rent-a-ned aggro but we can still do jokes right? I was asked how I'd like my eggs, boiled, fried, or poached; I said Murphied. As the finishing line comes into view, those who kept some gas for the final sprint are manoeuvring into position, one that is making the race too close to call.

Some would be sick of the coverage, I loved it. First up, Victoria Derbyshire brought her BBC Radio 5 Live show to Caird Hall Dundee. It was broadcast live on radio, TV and online. It was full-bodied, well marshalled and featured two hardly perennials; Brian Taylor and Professor John Curtice of Strathclyde University. It struggled with momentum, when the debate got heated the show had to stop for news updates. Highlights included Jo Swinson and Jenny Marra's faces sucking on the nippiest of sweeties and looking like their noses were out of joint on more than a few occasions.

The STV debate from The Assembly Rooms in Edinburgh seemed more evenly split in comparison to the BBC debate from Kelvingrove. It does seem a bit more BT through there. Maybe it's all the pomp, the Castle, The Queen's But 'n' Ben at the end of the Royal Mile? The crowd all looked lobster red, was this the heat? Or this being Edinburgh, were they warned when they arrived and were looking for a small drink that they would have had their tea, their wine and their water…in other words, not a drop. Some irritated audience members were visibly spitting feathers, ken.

Elaine C Smith's performance had everyone talking on social media. It's easy for a non elected punter to cut through the BS with lashings of common sense and speak about hopes and promises. Being something of a dab hand in terms of playing a theatre, her delivery and timing were effortless. At one point, I thought she was about to start a sing song.

The MSPs of course had to use more guarded rhetoric, knowing they would be held accountable for any promises made. When pushed over policy and detail ECS did the classic Glasgow 'How dae I know? Don't ask me I'm daft' routine.

Green MSP for Glasgow Patrick Harvie grasped the moment to prove what most people interested in politics have known for some time. There are few better at getting the message across clearly and effectively while remaining consistent and sound on policy.

Roof Davidson lost it. She figured if we binned Trident, Boris Yeltsin would be claiming Scotland. She made a misguided and impassioned plea to keep the BBC. You could almost hear the sound of Land of Hope and Glory rattle around her head when she looked directly into the camera. Politicians making impassioned pleas direct to camera scare people. It always looks perilously close to someone from a care in the community project.

While she went for the Oscar I worked out there were 2,197,000 TV licence holders in Scotland, roughly speaking paying £148 which came in around £325 million. (An early dalliance with ice cream van work and a lifelong fixation with football fixed odds coupons made me a dab hand at mental arithmetic).

Davidson was wrong, BBC Scotland easily opts out of the network at the press of a button on a daily basis for Reporting Scotland and throughout the week for River City and Sportscene. The BBC is the least of Better Together's problems and if there were difficulties in negotiations, the worst possible scenario would mean full creative control and even with some of that £325m I'm sure punters would prefer a new series of Still Game than Amanda. This TV channel will need programmes. I'm already working on ideas. I've started pitches for The Great Scottish Tattie Scone Show, Strictly Come Thingymijigging and Dr Who Are You Talking Tae? This will star the soon to be retired ex FM as the new Doctor. Breaking Bad Yin about a humble chemistry teacher supplementing his income by selling Strathaven Toffee round the doors. My favourite is the Scottish political musketeer, Dark Tan Yin; The Tommy Sheridan Story.

Newsnight, the full networked UK version is worth watching if you want a consistent barometer of the atrocities that will befall Scotland in the event of a yes vote. Talk about seeing ourselves as others see us?

This week, Robert Peston interviewed an expert on currency. Answer: it would cause financial markets to tank. He then dragged a top ex-civil servant away from his brandy and Telegraph Crossword who basically said civil servants working in Scotland would all be repatriated. We returned to Scot Andrew Neil, slaughtering fellow Scot Jim Murphy, for his role in allowing the huge Better Together lead slip. At one point, it looked like the much parodied Hitler rant in Downfall. Neil losing the plot at Murphy as he squeals it's now down to UKIP and the Orange Order to save the day. Then he moved on by saying 'Jim Murphy, sitting on his Irn Bru crate on the banks of the Clyde'.

Tony Blair was named Philanthropist of the Year at the GQ Awards. Blair struggled to pick up the award, it kept slipping through the blood on his hands. Forgive the slightest touch of irony but you'd think he would be a tad busy as a Middle-East peace envoy? You know, because that's all going so swimmingly it's hardly now a top holiday destination.

Blair is now better known as the guy who used to be prime minster but who earns millions from consultancy roles and his vast and ever growing property empire. All the really important socialist things. How did they vote on this? What do you think best describes Tony Blair:

A) Fishmonger B) Warmonger or C) Philanthropist?

The award seems to have philanthropissed off millions of people. Those present seemed shocked, the reaction across the globe, even the multimillionaire property tycoon, looked sheepish.

At first I thought the article was a comedy spoof headline. Then I twigged. Let's work it out, a story that will have everyone across social media, newspapers, news websites all over the world mention their magazine every time they mention his award? It's a stroke of marketing brilliance and genius, everyone's been played by the magazine who I've only mentioned once, because I'm on to them.

Bob Geldof attacked nationalism claiming it's a 'very dangerous political animal'. It's well known within the music industry that Bob is a very tight-fisted, parsimonious uncharitable sort. So much so, that when he was putting together Band Aid, those he called thought it was a wind up. Even his own band famously suffered at his tightness. Now the old miser is just passed it and out of touch with the modern, cool, outward looking European internationalist worldview of an independent Scotland. I'd suggest UKIP and a government full of the Bullingdon Club are a far more dangerous political animal. We're sick of the Rat Trap, these comments coming like Clockwork and we'll be practicing what he preached in 1977 when he sang Looking After No.1.