A WARM WELCOME FROM TVH3

Welcome to the Teign Valley Hash House Harriers of glorious South Devon. You are guaranteed a warm welcome and a great hash experience. We are the 'Party Hash' and we run from pubs all over Torbay, Dartmoor and the Teign Valley every Monday evening at 7.15pm. Our trails are marked with flour, chalk or sawdust and take in woodland, streams, byways, bridle paths and rolling countryside. We cater for all abilities, you needn't worry about keeping up, a leisurely walk with others or a good paced run if you're fit - you choose. The run duration is anything from 30 minutes to an hour and the distance is normally between 3-6 miles depending on whether you decide to take a short or long trail. Your first run is free, so come along and give it a go! After the run hashers enjoy a drink and food in the pub. On many occasions, the pub will lay on a 'Hash Menu', food specially for hashers.

WHAT TO EXPECT AT YOUR FIRST HASH

Starts soon after 7:15 pm each Monday.
The Grandmaster will gather the hash together in a circle and welcome Virgins & Visitors to TVH3 and inform the group of pertinent news or upcoming events.
Hares will announce details or the trail, number of long and short splits and regroups.

Down-Downs - sometimes at the circle but usually in the pub after the run. Hashers and harriets (lady hashers) have a half pint and under age hashers have a soft drink or water. If you are driving, just ask the RA for water.

A Down-Down is a means of punishing, rewarding, or merely recognizing an individual for any action or behavior. Once awarded, the downdown must be drunk without pause, otherwise the RA may take action!

Individuals may be recognized for outstanding service, or for their status as a visitor or newcomer.

Down-Downs also serve as punishment for misdemeanours real, imagined, or blatantly made up.

Such transgressions may include: wearing new shoes, pointing with a finger, or the use of real names rather than hash names.

Hash Names

The use of real names (nerd name) during an event is discouraged, and members are typically given a new "hash name," usually in deference to a particularly notorious escapade, a personality trait, or their physical appearance.

Members are named after attending the hash on several occasions or if something noteworthy occurs to prompt a naming.

Other hashers may share stories or observations about the individual, with the final name being chosen by general consensus from all suggestions put forward by the hash.

NEWCOMERS TO THE HASH
Completely new to hashing? Don't know what to expect? Worried, shy or nervous? You needn't be as all newcomers or virgins as they are known, will receive a warm welcome. When the hashers are called to make a circle - about 7:15 pm each Monday, the Grand Master will welcome all hashers and after various notices about forthcoming events etc are dealt with, he will ask if there are any visitors from other hashes or virgins present. You will be asked to come forward and be introduced to the hash. A tip to remember, don't wear new trainers as these are frowned upon by the RA (Religious Advisor) and will incur a sprinkling of flour over them. That's all there is to it and you can then step back and enjoy the run and the social get together after in the On Down (the pub). Whatever your pace, there are certain to be others who will keep you company along the trail. Walk, jog or run - it's up to you.
Hashing is all about making friends and having fun, so just turn up any Monday and have a go.

Pages (when clicked the item will appear at the bottom of the page - click home to return)

BOBBY'S FIVE MINUTES OF FAME, A FUNNY TURN & THE HOSTESS WITH THE MOSTEST

Mon 27th May Run #1796 Uplands, Clennon Heights, Paignton: A barrel of beer and banquet with Mouldy Dick & Wickdipper

Come along now, singalong with me:

Summer is Icumen in, loudly sing cuckoo,
Grows the seed and blows the mead,
And springs the wood anew;
Sing, cuckoo!


Well it must be so as Mouldy Dick & Wicky had decided to hasten its advance by presenting the first 'semi' outside beer and banquet of the year from their fine abode atop Clennon Heights. An eventful night it would prove to be Oh Dearly Nearly Didn't Make It...

Hash chariots cheerfully created carnage careering carefully into the cul-de-sac* and soon the hitherto slumbering community was aclog** with the holiday hash.

The circle was convened in Mouldy's entrance and a fine forty was recorded including two returnees from the previous week's adventure at Manaton, virgins Rob & Crystal and Mother, brought along by Abscess and Gosia.

Circle recalled: Shitfaced, Piltdown, 3Sum, SatNav, Soapy, Melon Picker + two little ones, U Bend, Piddler, Fukarwi & Prickly Bush, Abscess, Gosia and Mother, Teapot, Bobby, Wiggers, Beefy, Slip on Me, Birthday girl Able, Rambo & Doris, newbies Rob & Crystal, Mouldy, T Humper, I-Poo'd, Fallen Woman & Broken Man, Runner Bean, Plonker, Hotlips & Zoot, two Manaton virgin survivors, Manpig, Broads, SM Ellie and BB.

At last our brand new Grand Master could perhaps properly present proceedings. Tightly clutching his third edition of the Grand Master's Guide to Galactic Hashing, Shitfaced welcomed in the newbies and eased into the usual GM's patter. There was a suggestion by T Humper that the hash revert to its normal Monday evening for the Christmas do - Wigwam advising the present Saturday night was only a recent innovation.

Hare Mouldy delivered what were to be telling words of caution: 'If you want to get onto the first L/S split DON'T get ahead of me.' However, hashers are renowned for casting such dread warnings to the winds once underway and so it began Oh Dearly Went Astray...

The lads (Runner Bean & Plonker) were in no mood for meandering and shouting to the eager bucks at the skeletal remains of the Big Tree 'It's gotta be Clennon, let's roll!' the super scouts skedaddled. A check was found a little way up Penwill and though no marks were subsequently discovered, on we pressed upwards and I had a nasty feeling of déjà vu as Fukarwi joined the fray - both of us not quite recovered from chest infections generated from the AGPU a fortnight previous - no aspersions cast eh Fukarwi?

Halfway up hell hill, Plonker faltered and we paused awhile to gather breath and review proceedings. Far below, Beefy and the main longs were advancing slowly awaiting solid sightings. Beefy, also remembering the last Penwill Way debacle, decided to retreat, which proved to be the right decision as Mouldy arrived to put down the first L/S split which he had foretold at the circle, directing the pack across the car park into Clennon Valley proper.. collective sigh from Runner Bean, Plonker and BB. Far, far away from the action, Runner Bean spotted a fluorescing Manpig legging it across the valley about half a mile away. Oh well, it didn't work, did it lads, better luck next time..

Mouldy's mysterious marks proved to be thin on the ground, mayhap because the Clennon ducks had taken a bill or two to them but in any case, sparse they were and many a leap of faith and second guessing had to be taken, though on the climb to the A379 the trail ran icy cold...

Cometh the crisis cometh the most unlikely hero. Oh yes, Oh Dearly Getting Excited, appearing in front of the clueless FRBs was Bobby Woll himself and he was ready to roll. Across the main road and up onto Sugar Loaf he strode with porpoise [sic] and then almost unbelievably (this is the same Bobby Kirk who only recently needed ski pole assist) he broke into an ambling gait uphill with the likes of Beefy, Bluebird, BroadS, Plonker and SM Ellie in his wake. This then, Oh Dearly Flabber Aghast, was Bobby's finest five minutes..

And there atop Sugar Loaf we lingered to take in one of the finest vistas over Torbay - ah it was good to be alive.. but where were the rest of the scattered longs we asked ourselves. An immediate answer was forthcoming as below us, Manpig, Fukarwi and Runner Bean were seen coursing back from the coast path. Marking their cards that they had to go back and now mob-handed, the longs surged onward - only to be intercepted by another long from the Oyster Bend ginnel - yes, Coldtits had found the trail true - sacre l'oiseau bleu!

Said trail was sound as shorts and longs converged as one onto the cider stop at Mouldy's beach hut on Goodrington Sands and jollity abounded for a while, Oh Dearly About to Collapse...
Come in, you're time is up - the light that burns twice as bright lasts half as long and you have burned so very brightly, Bird Blue...

Colours faded, the noise of the madding hash dissipated and a strange malaise grew. It was so quiet and peaceful. Faint echoes of concern: 'He's gone a funny colour', 'Do you want some water?'
I am sailing, I am failing...

Can you hear me, can you hear me
Through the dark night, far away
I am dying, forever crying
To be with you, who can say...


However, it was not time to go and there was Fallen Woman proffering a handful of chocolate raisins - how kind - Coldtits whispering 'Don't worry, I'm a first-aider.' and former nurse Wicky telling Bobby not to leave someone who was evidently having a funny turn... but back to the hash and Mouldy had manufactured a pleasing five miler for the longs, just about right I was told so all thumbs up for the hare.

Back at Uplands, a barrel of Hunters Half Bore 4.0 abv was tapped, ready to rip and at a pound a pint was Mouldy magic. Hashers had also generously brought fare along and the balcony table was crammed for the hash to tuck into. Most enjoyable and filling was a plate of 3Sum's pasta topped with Fallen Woman's carrot salad, thank you ladies and to all who contributed to the banquet.

DOWNDOWNS
A star-studded array of DDs presented by our host Mouldy:

Melon Picker (Hashit shirt) to Mouldy for the trail
SM Ellie to Wickdipper - the hostess with the mostest
BroadS (Bat Hat) to Bobby for rescuing the FRBs
Mouldy presented Doris with her 1400 Run badge and whisky miniature DD
A Birthday DD for Able
Two DDs for Abscess and Rob for being phone bound for so long!


It was a lovely evening and one which I will remember for some time. Thank you Wicky, Coldtits and Bobby for looking after me, silly old fool that I am, you were all so kind. And thank you Mouldy and Wicky for all the time and effort you put into making the extravaganza, you know we appreciated it.

*I may have overtweaked the alliteration
**I lay claim to the word, So let it be written, So let it be done.


ON ON to next week and circle up from Cold East Cross Dartmoor (SX 741743) OD The Rugglestone Inn with Pisswell.

TVH3 HABERDASHERY LINK

NEW MISMANAGEMENT & CONTACT TELS.

Grand Master Shitfaced mobile 07973 682201
Vice G M Winfield mobile 07855355338
On Sec Piltdown Man mobile 07773038756
R A Organiser Teapot
R A Manpig
R A Forrest Stump
R A Fallen Woman
Hash Cash Threesome
Hash Tax Satnav
Trail Raiser Doris
Haberdashery Zoot
Song Master Pork Torpedo
Social Sec T. Humper
Spider /Web Bluebird
Life President Pottsie
Vice President K C

HASH SUBS

HASH SUBS £25 and for your assistance you can now use the BACS payment system to pay please.
Details as follows.... Hash Account number 69068186 Sort code 55-70-01 NOTE you must use your HASH NAME as a reference. Many thanks Three-Some & Satnav

JESSE'S DD FROM THE TALLY HO!

EXPLANATION OF ARCHIVE TVH3 SITES

GREATHASHGOD: A dedicated site (presently mothballed and serves as archive content only) with all TVH3 content. Mostly photos from each Monday's hash but also some video clips. Named after our Life President Pottsie.

PRECONDEROTOUS: Containing the entire archive of TVH3 of some 1000 vid clips and over 5000 posts and photos. Started on November 11th 2007, the site is active with Bluebird's personal content but the archive content is fascinating and preserved, well worth a look.

Fukarwi

Fukarwi

REARENDER

REARENDER

TEAPOT

TEAPOT

SOAPY

SOAPY

MOULDY DICK

MOULDY DICK

MELONPICKER

MELONPICKER

FALLEN WOMAN

FALLEN WOMAN

DORIS

DORIS

BROKEN MAN

BROKEN MAN

ARCHANGEL

ARCHANGEL

ABLE SEMEN

ABLE SEMEN

Previously unreleased clip - Vicky's naming from the Sea Trout

FOR TVH3 HABERDASHERY CONTACT ZOOT

FOR TVH3 HABERDASHERY CONTACT ZOOT

CTRL HTML MY REF.

Photobucket

SC