It is hard not to give thought to Scotland this morning and to the implications of the vote.   I’ve been trying to work out how Scottish I am.   My mother always claimed to be part Scottish through the Buchanan Wollastons which gave us a right to wear the hideous Buchanan tartan.   And my father was part Leslie, a better tartan I always thought.   So, I suppose that, like many of the British, I feel a sense of long histories intertwined and a mild sense of relief that the Union has been preserved.