World’s worst crop circle
Posted by Polonius on 10 November, 2007
I live in an obscure little village between Glasgow and Paisley called Ralston. It’s a village in the southern English sense, where they pretend that some arbitrarily-delineated group of roads has its own identity, distinct from the next few roads in the seemingly endless continuum of homogeneous conurbation. North of Ralston is Barshaw municipal golf course, a quite decent course available to the public.
North of Barshaw is a strange little oasis of farmland, complete with its own crop circle. Unfortunately, it’s been made by drunks, and it’s not very circular.