What a great thread!
As a young teenager I kept my horses at Castlehill Farm. The ring of trees at the top of the hill always fascinated me - we were forbidden from riding on that part of the farm - I seem to recall a Roman Fort of similar being mentioned.
Baldernock - a favourite haunt of mine (during my courting days
). I didn't realise that there were caves or 'stones' , I'm dead keen to go back and look for them next time I'm 'back home'. I do recall going there with a crowd of girlfriends from the office and finding a 'Freddie Glove' in the graveyard. It was an old workmans rubber glove with nails poked through the fingertips. It was getting dark and the girls were cr*pping themselves - I thought it was quite funny. Now I'm not so sure!
I also remember, not far from the above mentioned places, going to the waterworks at the top end of Milngavie, quite late in the evening. It was dark and spooky, and it may just have been our imagination getting the better of us, but, there was a fire on the hillside beside the waterworks. There were people around the fire and it all looked very sinister (I can't remember why, but for some reason, we were really scared, and left swiftly thereafter).
Aye good ole suburbia!
My treasures do not ching together or glitter. They gleam in the sun and neigh in the night - Bedouin proverb