This was as relaxed a city hash as it’s possible to have as our hares Queen Munchkin and Grahame found a route on and around the Ile du Ramier, only Sticky Horn and Nadia’s tuneful tootings on the horn let people know we were coming and put the ducks to flight. Mind you their cousins the seagulls looked to settle the score, perching on lampposts and targeting in on our groovy t-shirts. No direct hits were reported.

A warm evening giving the promise of an approaching summer didn’t inspire us to hurry along and the runners let us know on our return as they’d been hanging around for a while by all accounts. Their puffy red cheeks had already returned to their normal colour, although Suzanne seemed a little too fit as she didn’t have the tact to puff at all or even sweat letting the rest know just how unfit they were.

The hares managed to cock up their DD’s so had to do it over again.

We had a couple of record breaking returners who managed to find their way back after a 2 year absence, Frederick and Helene

The Motherclucker was forgotten so Quicksand got away with it yet again for his latest shortcutting offence, Quickshove kept him company along with Sticky Horn for longcutting of all things. He was then called back with Pink Phlegm to pay for Sticky Mermaid Internet error.

Even I was called in with Lapdancer for dereliction of duty as regard late hash trashing which I have to admit is probably true.

Lots of people were looking on so I proposed two verses of the Hash Hymn to round things off and to entertain the locals.

On on

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