you still get presbys up the west scottish coast, their god dosnt like folk who have fun.
i rember being up that way for new year one year. we went to a local hotel, and as it was in middle of nowhere we all got a "lock-in". fair enough i hear you say.
HOWEVER, this happened to be a new years party that ran into the morning. A SUNDAY MORNING!
around 8am the local presbytarian preacher was banging on the door and telling us that this was an unholy sin on the sabbath day and we'd burn in hell, and terrified the hotel owner so much we got thrown out!
nmeedless to say one of the old shepherds had a cool cottage and the whole pub went there, the old guy hated church so when the preacher eventually foun out where w had gone he walked all the way up to the cottage and tried to stop us, the old guy just told him to fuk off. problem solved.
yeh, presbytarianism lives on in certain villages around the kyle of lochalsh.
i rember being up that way for new year one year. we went to a local hotel, and as it was in middle of nowhere we all got a "lock-in". fair enough i hear you say.
HOWEVER, this happened to be a new years party that ran into the morning. A SUNDAY MORNING!
around 8am the local presbytarian preacher was banging on the door and telling us that this was an unholy sin on the sabbath day and we'd burn in hell, and terrified the hotel owner so much we got thrown out!
nmeedless to say one of the old shepherds had a cool cottage and the whole pub went there, the old guy hated church so when the preacher eventually foun out where w had gone he walked all the way up to the cottage and tried to stop us, the old guy just told him to fuk off. problem solved.
yeh, presbytarianism lives on in certain villages around the kyle of lochalsh.