With trepidation the pack gathered, knowing as we did that our G.M. along with Quickshove were responsible for haring this one, we were either gonna get lost or exhausted, probably both.

The walkers trail however was so well marked by Quickshove that getting lost was an impossibility due to the truly prodigious amount of flour ladled out. We could always see a large heap of flour in the distance, it was only later that we discovered it wasn’t flour but Up All Night dressed all in white being a F.W.B.

The runners trail crossed a couple of times and rather humourlessly tended to send them sharply upwards, which kind of explains their scarlet appearance when they finally stumbled back. Dr Who looked near death for a while but seemed to recover.

After refreshments had been quaffed, our R.A. called the circle, we toasted each other and gave our opinions on the run, which scored pretty well with just a couple of dissenters. They sunk their DD’s and Quicksand took the floor.

Next up was Dena our virgin who tried (and failed) to push the Snitch in the canal a while back or something like that. Then yours truly was pulled in with Easy Virgin for having the audacity to go to England on hash dates and miss 2, thus being tarred as returners. Up All Night was in there too, but at least she deserved it as she hadn’t been around for yonks.

The Snitch then took a turn and pulled in Sticky Horn for being a ‘goody two shoes’ and then realising her error, looked panicked as she couldn’t risk giving the explanation for the misdemeanour, she looked helplessly for assistance from her fellow walkers who needless to say started studying their fingernails and so as usual she had to join the DD.

We had a naming: after much deliberation and Dr Who lowering the tone by mentioning a character in classical literature, we came up with Squatter for Patricia due to a background in real estate and diving into the bushes before the circle and Deep Throatle or Throttle I can’t remember which, for Paul as he’s a nutter on a motorbike, apparently. Squatter was re-DDed for wearing new(ish) looking trainers.

It was then time to say goodbye to Comes Quickly who has decided to trade Toulouse for Virginia, he then showed his quality by knocking back his beer with professional rapidity. His new Hash will welcome him heartily I’m sure.

See ya mate, all the best from us all.

So, we therefore have openings for both Spare Scribe and F.R.B. All applications welcome.

We then sang the Hash Hymn and that was that.

On On

Scrubber

P.S get well soon Master Blaster as we miss your red face charging round the countryside

P.P.S. on the way back to the car I heard a Dutchman taking the mickey out of the funny sounding Danish language!!!