War of the Worlds II - Part 9 My new friends took me, once suitably attired once more, to an underground drinking den not far from Paisley Abbey. I knew that my sister- in-law and family used to be staunch members of that church and made enquiries of my friends over a much needed libation. A wean was sent over to find out more and returned shortly after, clearly very excited, to tell us in a broad accent that ‘Aye, therth...