When Crop Circles Get Rolled
There’s a chapter in Rob Irving and Jon Lundberg’s crop circle book The Field Guide called ‘Roll Your Own’. One farmer close to the village of Upham in Hampshire has taken this literally, choosing to drag a roller over the crop circle in his field.
Using a roller in this fashion is a thoroughly bizarre way to get rid of a crop circle. Rather than leaving visitotrs with nothing to see by cutting the circle out — as per the photograph below, showing the Tufton formation — the farmer’s actions have created a shiny coin-like disc that still looks fascinating.
The act of ‘death by rolling’ is even weirder when you think that farmers are always moaning about the cost of flattened crop left by the circle makers and subsequent tourists. Perhaps it was a rush of blood to the head on his behalf, one that can be understood by The Croppie given that some visitors were accessing the formation by wading through standing crop.
Stories have since circulated that either the farmer or a gamekeeper were telling croppies to keep out and threatening to fetch a firearm, although The Croppie has been reliably informed that these rumours are more exaggeration than substance.
Shaun Jones, Circle Maker
Still on the subject of the Upham circle, one Shaun Jones has shared a cute post on the Crop Circles, Ancient Aliens and Lost Civilisations Facebook group:
‘I love making things from pallets and I loved this crop circle so I decided to make it from pallets and paint it.
What do you think? Will it bring me luck?’
Perhaps it won’t necessarily bring any type of luck, but Shaun has done a great job.
It’s lovely to see someone publicly enjoying a crop circle rather than spewing tiresome innuendo about who made this, that or whatever. Not that The Croppie would ever engage in such activity.
Great stuff. But this is an emergency.
I had a pic of Geoff I’d frig myself off to every night whilst tweaking my bullet like nipples. Sunday night I squirted all over it rendering it as useless as Dene and Dan in a wheat field.
Any chance you could ask the nice Yorkshire lad to forward me another pic..Preferably with him naked wearing a flat cap.
God ******* damn and burn my Jack boots. I hate asking you **** bastards for help but don’t where else to turn.
I had a pic of Geoff that I’d **** myself to every night, Sunday i accidentally squirted all over it rendering it as useless as Dene and Dan in a wheat field.
Could. you ask Geoff to forward me another pic, preferably with him. naked bar a flat cap.
Thanks.
Oh, now it’s clear. You and your little troll club think we are from Israel? Oh lord.
No, we’re local.
So when I say XXX is down on XXX Farm we mean that, last we looked, and it was a while ago, because you guys have been leaking information f-o-r-ever, she seemed to be flitting about in a white XXX that was usually parked up there.
Clearly, it’s poor foom to make assumptions, so we’ll get an agent down there to note XXX’s current status. There’s pleanty of time. We’re not in a hurry to ensure the correct people know who’s putting down poor quality crop circles on their land.
Same old, same old. More vague threats, more attempts to make out you’re in possession of privileged information. more mind games. Heard it all before, yadda yadda yadda…🥱🥱🥱🥱 Good to see you’re admitting to stalking someone though. Have a word with yourself. 🤦🏼♂️🤦🏼♂️🤦🏼♂️
Gosh Predictable Stalker. Yet more vague threats on another comment you’ve posted that’s in the bin. Your grasp of geography and English betrays you, Nurit. 🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱
Are you still going, Predictable Stalker? You can see Instagram and use Google and Google Maps. Congratulations. We’ve been here before again and again. 🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱
And you’ve sent someone who lives an hour away along the A303 to drive past AN Other’s. Are they supposed to be scared? 🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱🥱