Bishopbriggs Driving Range

All of my golfing experiences can be summed up using a number of one word descriptions: Whack, slice, hook, crack (back)… rubbish.
Yes I suck, yes I cut a shoddy figure on the driving range in my cowboy shirt, charity shop sunnies (a pound man, a pound!), messed up jeans and grubby old trainers, next to the plaid clad, wrap around shade brigade. but hell if I don’t enjoy whackin’ ‘em balls!
Without having much previous experiences of other driving ranges, it’s a bit difficult for me to rate it in context. I would however say that it tics all the customer service boxes and offers a ‘sh*t, that’ll do’ type service.
Clean, friendly, reasonable priced (it think) at £3.50 for a small bucket, £5.50 for a large, it’s a decent enough wee place to whack, slice, hook, crack (back)… rubbish, away a few mins of your day.
Ooh, and the view is none to shabby either.