Charlotte Square Edinburgh

For the first time ever, we are celebrating Christmas away from our own hearth. We are booked into a lovely hotel in Edinburgh together with our daughter and elder granddaughter. After an excellent dinner we wandered across to Charlotte Square in the hope that our First Minister would be standing on the steps of her official residence, dispensing mulled wine and mince pies to her faithful subjects. Nae chance, the house was secured and in total darkness. Perhaps we should have voted Yes?