Awaiting words.
Sunday, 27 September 2026
Coombe Cellars this Monday
Run #2148 Monday 28th September Circle up 7:15 pm from Coombe Cellars CP, Combeinteignhead, Newton Abbot TQ12 4RT , with Ollie.
Saturday, 19 September 2026
MONDAY'S DETAILS - note the circle up location
Run #2147 Monday 21st September Circle up 7:15 pm Manaton Church Car Park Manaton, Newton Abbot TQ13 9UJ
On Down: The Kestor Inn. Hare: Beefy
Parking is in the car park of St. Winifred's Church (£1 in the honesty box).
W3W parked.defected.nerves
TVH THE WORDS Run #2146
Who was there:
Hare: Archangel,
Psycho, Miss inn, Big End, Well Hopped, Strap On and Strap Dancer, Roger the Dodger, Pisswell, Beefy, Wetfart, Slip on Me,Able, Warmfront, Smellie, Coldtits, Man Pig , Forrest, Fukarwe, Swinger, Pollyfella, Devin, Deep Semen, Beeflicker, Jo
Visitors from Germany: Roger, Elizabeth, Reiner
Visitors from Portsmouth: Ram, Duck Butt, Herr Flick
Returnees: Pocket Rocket, Cheerio, 3sum
The venue: Tuckers Maltings
The time was: 19:15
The date: 13/09/2026
With all the news recently about threats of WW3 you would think it was all just scaremongering but it wasn't, the Germans had landed and the boat people of Portsmouth had launched their assault on the bar at Tuckers Maltings. The air raid warning had been activated and everyone indoors evacuated to the outside where 34 people came on parade to face the hare, whereupon there was a huge explosion of flour all over the ground, the place was a mess, it was chaos.
Upon the orders of the hare to 'run, run for your lives', everyone went running in all directions, screaming and shouting, apparently from Pocket Rocket who limped away with his knee hanging off from the rest of his leg. The longs veered to the left, shorts and walkers to the right.
After running over no man's land and through the trenches, the longs came to the B&Q roundabout where we broke off and fought our way along the shores of the River Teign until we got to camp Brunel and a little slow jog through the ruins and slums before going off road into the dark and dangerous undergrowth where we came to a halt. There was a VP, the Germans and boat people were already there and had claimed the territory as now part of Deutchland.
It was here that Swinger had to be saved as she tried jumping in the river to escape the army of English who were arriving. Having taken this island, everyone continued along the shorts until we came to Angel bridge where Archangel was on station, directing the longs and shorts to the left and walkers to the right.
Warmfront led the charge along the shores of the Teign, taking us all nearly.to Shaldon. Something was wrong, there was no flour seen for an age. Pisswell got onto the comms and radioed through to the Angel who was somewhere disposing of tons and tons of high explosive flour. The Angel informed us we had gone too far so we headed back, well, apart from Pollyfella, Miss inn and Fukarewe who made their own route past the sewerage centre.
We headed back, Jo falling in the river and getting wet up to her neck with Pisswell trying to jump in after her, so Beeflicker had to rescue them.
We eventually found two huge arrows leading us into the jungle, how did we miss these you ask... well, we were following Beefy who was following Warmfront, so draw your own conclusions.
Upon exiting the jungle, we arrived at the third world area of Buckland where we were given our instructions to do some PT on the apparatus .... that's physical training Man Pig, not Personal Touching of Psychos T.i.t.s apparatus.
It was now so dark that everyone had their search lights on so they could see the way. After crossing the bridge over the A380 we did some back and forth of the trenches between the Teign and the carvery (this would have made a great beer and food stop). There was then some clear navigational directions for the OH through the slums of Brunel and back to the maltings for some well earned refreshments.
DownDowns were awarded to:
*Forrest for his big 90th birthday, good job he's deaf as the singing was atrocious.
*Ram for falling over not once, twice but three times due to forgetting his head torch.
*Man Pig for deciding that Psychos breasts were the apparatus he was going to work out with.
*Big End for looking after one of the boat people who had no torch, before. abandoning him in the dark.
And finally
*Archangel for an amazing trail, great turnout, virgin ground and for giving 34 people an amazing night.
On on
Beeflicker
Sunday, 13 September 2026
BACK TO THE TAP HOUSE
Run #2146 Monday 14th September Circle up 7:15 pm from Maltings Taphouse, Teign Road, Newton Abbot TQ12 4AA with Archangel.
TVH THE WORDS RUN #2145
Pink pony club
Hash no. 2145 on Monday 7th September 2026.
At Cordonford Farm, Poundsgate,
Dartmoor hill pony HQ.
Who woz there?
Returnees AA and Rough as Fugh, Manpig, Forrest, Slip on me, Bobbiball, Pocket Rocket, Beeflicker, Swinger, Well Hopped, Big End, Pyscho, Warmfront, Pisswell, Beefy
The Circle: SMEllie asked for hares, ( oh no she didn’t, she wasn’t there!) Manpig assumed Pisswell was doing the words, Qutie and Peeble champed at the bit and then they were off!…….
I know, you wanted me to lay
But I can't ignore the crazy visions of us here today.
And I heard that there's a special place
Where boys and girls can play ponies every single day
Was having wicked dreams
Of driving the ponies
AA and Rough as fugh
I swear they’ve come to see
She’d make her mama proud
She’d help her on this day
I’d see my baby girl
Start on her virgin lay!
God, what have we done?
She’s a hill pony girl
Who can ride to the pub
Oh mama, we’re just having fun
Showing off to the hash
It's where we belong
down at the Hill Pony Club
We’re gonna keep on riding at the
Hill Pony Club
You’re gonna keep on running, down in Trail Cordonford
I'm gonna keep on riding at the
Hill Pony Club, Hill Pony Club
Circle, and jaws are on the floor
Ponies in a carriage and a drive up to the moor
Most go, to Corndon on the lane
Meeting with the walkers w’thought we’d never see again.
Swapped like my wicked dreams
To ponies we could ride
We raced past Primms and then
To Dr Blackall’s Drive
It’s getting dark as night
Riding by torch headlight
Charlie and Alfie boys
We ride down to the stream
God, what have we done?
That’s my hill pony girl
Made you run through the mud!
Oh mama, we’re just having fun
Fish in Simons Lake, yes
It's where you belong, we’re in the
Hill Pony Club
We’re gonna keep on riding at the
Hill Pony Club
You’re gonna keep on wading, down in
Trail Corndonford
You can take your shoes off, at the
Hill Pony Club, Hill Pony Club
Don't think you’ve left us both behind
Closing in, by cantering
Mel Tor is where we’ll find
Hashers, at the view point there
We can hear your on on shout, it echos back to hares, saying
God, you’ve found our marks!
Were two hill pony girls
Doctor Blackalls is next
Oh hashers, it’s just getting dark
A quick loop of the drive
Just try not to look, down at the
big massive drop!
We’re gonna keep on riding at the
Hill Pony Club
You’re gonna keep on hashing down in Trail Cordonford
We’re gonna keep returning through the
Drift lane at Tor, back to the moor
Out takes:
Wow, thanks for people arriving early to get your little carriage ride done in daylight!
Sorry, to Manpig for extra time and mileage as he did the first ha ha totally alone! Oops!
Thank you for trying to rescue the lone fish in Simons lake, below Sharp Tor. It was deep and smelly, great stuff!
Charlie and Alfie ponies and the hares finally caught up below Mel Tor VP.
The darkness closed in as we climbed above Uppacott and returned OH.
The down downs: The new landladies of the Tavistock Inn gave our odd bunch a warm welcome, including the pantomime horse, Lady Trotsalot of Postbridge, recent winner of the Christow show cross country. They provided some lovely sandwiches.
1. First down down to Pyscho for wanting Beefy to carry her over the ford so she didn’t get her new trainers wet!
2. Next to Warmfront for running a Heller of a marathon at Haytor and beyond.
3. Rough as fugh for looking rough and being a returnee and dreading a down down! Gotta be done!
4. Next to the hare so AA was nominated by Pisswell, as she had been watching how difficult it was to drink out of a large horse bucket!
Thank you for coming such a long way in the dark and for lots of laughter.
On on to next week at the Tap house, Newton Abbot with Archangel.
Sunday, 6 September 2026
ANHOTHER PISSWELL ADVENTURE
Run #2145 Monday 7th September Circle up 7:15 pm from Cordonford farm, Poundsgate, TQ13 7PD with Pisswell.
What3words obstinate.estimates.gladiator . OD The Tavistock Inn TQ13 7NY
HASH WORDS- 31st August 2026
Emoji edition
THE LEGEND
Who Beeflicker
, Beefy
, Warmfront
, Wet Fart
, Jo
, Pilt Down & Georgie P’Orgy
, Manpig
, Big End
, Swinger
, Simba
, Cookoo
, Devin
, Howler
, S.M.Ellie
, Pisswell
, Roger the Lodger
, Well Hopped 
What- A group of fluorescent attired loons rallied in good cheer.
Where - Down town Newton Abbot- Newfoundland Way Car Park
Why- To share their passion for running/ walking in good company. To encourage each other, include everyone and partake merrily, despite the aching bones for some of us.
When - August Bank Holiday Monday
How - We circled up, much chatter.
PD bringing the circle together. Announcements-
- A hare for 12th October please. Diary filling up nicely, thank you good people! 
Our prolific Hare –
instructed the eager crowd, drew an arrow on the ground and we were off.
the pack out the car park
it won’t last, quickly followed by
offspring. Before long we were heading up hill, managed a few checks, before
breezed past me.
,
and
reappeared. Knackered
I thought best leave this checking malarky to the youth.
then shot past, the Longs, long gone.
I did manage the longs though in a breakaway all Harriet crew of
, 
&
. We called ‘Petrol’ to find it was
&
running side by side with head torches toward us. Tis the season of head torches now Folks!
Lovely, varied terrain, perfect weather, well marked, and swept by
. No idea what happened on the Shorts or Walkers trails. But all were safely gathered in by 9pm
so brownie points all round.
Down Downs 

It went something like this...
GP was relieved that
was back safe and sound from her shenanigans on the Longs.
remained intact and enquired about the Moorland adventures for next week. Mayhem then broke out... The
hat and
went to Laszlo. An almost customer of the Abbot (and my pub) whose birthday it happened to be. A hearty rendition of the
in the wrong places followed before they left, as they were barred from the Abbot.
Following on the same theme, it was Jo's turn. Well-deserved too! Sadly, Jo proved a bit too wily, or the group too indecisive?! So, after much pirate debate, she remains as
until next time.
A great evening was had by all!
On On to -
@ Cordonford Farm, Poundsgate next week.
BRING A HEAD TORCH!!
Www ///obstinate.estimates.gladiator
On Down The Tavistock Inn (possibly sandwiches, bring cash)
S.M.Ellie
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