Much of the political talk this past week has been of UKIP's ineptitude. The resignation that never was has now been followed by the sacking that never was, with Suzanne Evans unceremoniously dumped and inelegantly reinstated as a party spokesperson for the European separatists in the space of mere hours.
Yesterday, I asked my parents how they would vote in the EU referendum. Bearing in mind they were one foot out the door to go camping in France, I was somewhat taken aback by their ambivalence towards our membership. If they are in any way representative of the general ignorance about Brussels, Europhiles have a much bigger hill to climb than many would like to think.
In my view, the EU would be a better place, if the plethora of its policies were not defined as an outcome of the everlasting conflicts between a humanitarian but unrealistic France and a productive but austere Germany, but if they were rather set by a pragmatist Britain. This outcome might as well be the best choice possible for Europe's -and Britain's- future.
While the negotiations around issues such as immigration are very important, they are not the whole story. Of perhaps equal significance are the developments within the EU itself. These changes may, in the end, have an even larger bearing on the outcome of any 'in-out' referendum, if and when the time comes.
Through this referendum the voices of the Scots were heard, and they need to continue to be heard just as loudly in future. The people who are still hung-up on the result need to be mature and respectful and move on from it; but that doesn't mean that they shouldn't continue to fight for change in other ways.
In the end it was all over with a whimper, and two years of anticipation unravelled in a couple of hours. In the club we had fallen into on Niddry Street in the centre of Edinburgh, somewhere after midnight, crowds that would usually be bouncing off the walls in raucous revellry were clustered underneath TV screens, staring up as the results came in.