| After an absence of 16 years, the tv series Dr Who has started up again in England so in honour of this and the impending promotion due to the sad resignation of Quicksand, this hash was dedicated to our very own Dr Who. Mind you this didn't seem to be uppermost in many hashers minds, getting lost appeared to have taken top spot. As a joint hare I pretended not to take offence with this lack off confidence and got my excuses in early in-case of any absentees at the end of the run. So with a howling gale whistling around our ears which was (literally) blowing away the flour course markings, Sticky Horn .bravely (he had a stiff neck after all) gave a mightyish toot on the horn to send everyone off into the evening. The runners survived a little deviousness that we planned and arrived at the Dubliners in one very sweaty group attracting dubious glances from the locals, especially the. Dr .sporting his long scarf of many colours. Even the walkers turned up after a while and proceeded to make themselves just a little too much at home and had to be turfed out to complete the end of the run. Sticky Mermaid .collected a new hasher en-route, a fella named. Peter. who kindly has offered to sponsor some t-shirts for our anniversary run. The circle was a brief affair due to raindrops falling on our head. Lyes. and I did alright with the vote for our course. We had no Snitch .with us unfortunately, and no-one felt like grassing anyone else up so we had NO sinners. We officially welcomed .Peter, . who looked a natural as he assumed the position. We made official the Dr's. elevation from R.A. . to G.M. ., and I took on a provisional R.A. role. People were getting a little chilly so I wrapped things up with a double then a triple time Hash Hymn before we all legged it to the Kilarney Bar for an On On On. Tradition was dispensed with next as we decided to christen Lyes .over beer and pizza, after much oohing and arring we decided on Ali-Retour. due to his bus connections. I remembered just in time to sprinkle him with holy water as he did his .D.D. . Believe me when I say I could write a lot more, but I shall stop and leave Lap Dancer. to explain his own personal 30 km hash later on.
On On (this Sunday in fact)
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