Whilst closing the slightly stained net curtains in my caravan tonight I noticed a humanoid figure seemingly made up of orange b&q buckets in the field opposite
I hope this is a scarecrow created by Mr Scuttlelung the local farmer and not a entity from another dimension, in the event of the latter I am creating a weapon by way of a slingshot fashioned by turnips and the elastic of my underpants, I will endeavour to keep you all posted