The day after...

...and all the polling booths stacked outside the Scout Hall waiting to be collected and put in storage until the next time...which barring any by-elections will be the referendum on Scottish Independence.

I missed a couple of trains so by the time the train I did manage to catch got me into Stirling I was aswell going in by the Scout Hall on my way home to pick up the wee fella from Beavers.

I popped him on the pannier rack and gave him a wee backie on the bike home...he's still wee enough and light enough to do that. Think he enjoyed it...I certainly enjoyed his chat :-)