Heartland

times several million

That's like the guy whose community service involved planting daffodils a few years back. No-one suspected anything until the daffodils came up spelling out BOLLOCKS.

and this one:

Mrs. Irene Graham of Thorpe Avenue, Boscombe, delighted the audience with
her reminiscence of the German prisoner of war who was sent each week to do
her garden. He was repatriated at the end of 1945, she recalled. "He'd always
seemed a nice friendly chap, but when the crocuses came up in the middle
of our lawn in February 1946, they spelt out 'Heil Hitler

When I was a Agricultural College(Wildlife & Conservation Management ), we spent a few weeks planting trees, the Forestry Lecturer we had was a complete tosser , he really didn't like a few of my mates...........or me really , he sent us to plant a nice South facing river bank which ran parallel to the road into the college, we planted a mixture of Larch & Sitka Spruce, the Larch is our only deciduous soft wood and the needles fade to a Yellow before falling off, we were planting the trees in April, to late really but all the saplings were the same Green colour, when October came, a glance to the left while approaching the College, a Penis and a pair of Tits could be seen emerging as the Autumn wore on................about 60x30 yds & 50x50yds respectively