#1739 AGPU TRAIL from the Wellington Inn Ipplepen with
Hares Wet Johnny & Manopause .... Scribe SMELLIE
Record numbers gathered for the AGPU at the Wellington Inn Ipplepen.
Can’t believe it was only last month that me and Georgie were literally
skating on black ice to reach the circle up at this very spot. Fallen
Woman told me a moving story and Arfanar said a little ‘hello’ to the
circle. There were 42 hashers, 6 puppies and not a beer light in sight.
No virgins were reported and we were advised to be prompt as everyone
wanted to get back in time for nosh. Apart from a quick question about
the London marathon, and Doris’s first request of the evening for a Hare
for 18th June the proceeding were swift and we were off.
On the
longs I made some observations which amused me. Piddler was Stung Down
Under (not by the Harriet who is holidaying in Lanzerote) but somehow
managed to get a bramble up his shorts while straddling a wall. I then
encountered him and Fukawe engaging in a knobbly knee contest and
discussing the merits of supports. I smugly over took them as an FRB
(Front Running Beyatch) until the hill overwhelmed me. Oh well!
I
had a nice chat with Half Nelson who continued the down under theme with
talk of her and Mavis going to New Zealand. Manpig checked my pearls
were still intact (of course!) A very pleasant trail and no rain. Yay!
Back at the Wellington all were safely gathered in and the business of
the evening ensued. The scrum for the buffet surpassed even hashing
standards lasting a record 3 seconds in time lapse time according to
Blusbird. That’s 6 minutes in real time and my portion was well… treat
sized. Note to self - Hashers don’t stand on ceremony! Join the scrum/
scum early!
On to the Down Downs - led by Teapot who thanked the
pub for the beer and food and I thanked them for the loan of a pen and
note book too. DD awarded to Wet Johnny (Hare) by Archangel as he said
there was too much road on the trail. Soapy subsequently awarded
Archangel a DD for moaning!
Teapots earlier shenanigans were not
unnoticed by Able Seaman. It was reported he came proper or was that a
cropper? when she bent down to do her shoe laces up. He apparently
tripped and had to steady himself on the wall. Oh dear!
There was
also some birthday confusion as Beefy was declared to be 50? Again? Ah
no 50 run! One birthday a year is quite enough for any of us.
Well done the Hares for a great well timed trail!
SMEllie