Run #1824 Monday 9th December from the Churston Manor Hotel with Manpig, U Bend & Bogof#2
I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me...
A 'local' venue across the Bay but an
urban nightmare drive and 69 had already allowed for this and was there
first to secure prime real estate for the chariot. A quick quarter of an
hour to catch up on the gee gee results before Beefy arrived and then
the charging chariot cavalcade crush commenc-ed.. Didulikethat? No, well...
Shirley a triumph in our time (it wasn't though as I forgot Pisswell!) as methinks I have the
numbers cover-ed, there being a grand and goodly total of forty seven (now 48!)
potential partygoers as follows:
PISSWELL of course! Pork Torpedo, Hornie, Number 2 (great
welcome), Able, Well Hopped, Big
End, Bobby, Wigwam, Teapot, Fukarwi (he came back - a hasher like him!),
Beefy, SM Ellie, BroadS, Doris,
Wetfart, Manopause, Wet Johnny, Erection, GM Shitfaced, I-Poo'd, T
Humper, Chris, Anne (virgin), Manpig, U Bend, Bogof #2, Only Here,
Plonker, Artful Dogger (the lads are back), BB, Piltdown, Georgy,
Piddler, Debbie, Georgia,
Adam, Robert, Soapy, Melon Picker, SatNav, 3sum, Coldtits, Slip on Me,
69, GaGa4It (a solo once more - where are the rest of the ladies, Oh
Dearly Not Sighted For Many a Hash?), Fallen Woman & Broken Man. HA!
Circle convened and a virgin, Ann,
was beckoned forth for initiation, and it transpired she was with Chris
whose time would Shirley cometh later. Last chance saloon for the
Christmas Party tickets; an entreaty from SatNav for the 'One Pounders'
to find her and not vice versa; Doris calling for a February 2020 slot
to be filled and then U Bend was summoned. Quite straightforward: A
long about five, a short, about three and an indeterminate walkers'
trail with of course, as advertised, a pub stop en routey.
Plonker
called the way out front and it was quite slick and slippery in the
woods with clean running hard to find but eventually we descended onto
Elberry cove and made our way up Broadsands road to the common where a
misguided contribution of 'ON ON to the Weary Ploughman!' was shouted by
a nameless idiot...sigh.
Warily
navigating the busy Dartmouth road and across Galmpton common we
coursed and cursed [sic] and it was there that an unfortunate long
stepped into a deep pothole and evidently was far from amus-ed..
Closing
from a long, long way back, the Bat was joined by BroadS - still
standing after his Dartington mudbath on Saturday evening plus Well
Hopped, Big End and Manopause.
It wasn't far down to the Manor Inn (a Tale of Two Manors) and inside
were the massed ranks of the shorts cum walkers with the locals
seemingly bemused by it all.
'What
are you having BB, a half or a pint? Mind you I'm not buying it!' came
the greeting from Poles Piddler but I agreed with Manopause, it was too
hot to tarry inside (for the longs anyway) and we decided to continue
back. 'Only' 4.5 miles but welcome was the sight of the bar at the
Churston Manor where quite a few (non Manor Inn hashers) were ensconced.
Not far enough for Wet Johnny - whose star is still in its ascendency,
running-wise and he proceeded (with Beefy, I suspect) to do the short
trail for good measure.
'Can
I have a Wild Blonde please?' said I to the young barman. He gave me an
odd look and paused for a few seconds before finally realising that it
was the beer I was after and not one of the bar staff - yes, really, I
didn't make it up... The beer
price was quite surprising - £3.80 for the Wild Blonde and Doom and
£3.90 for the Jail even though Bobby remarked that both the Blonde and
Jail were flat later on. But never mind, worse things happen.
The
hash fare was served - money up front - was it a fiver? (for a driver*)
and we made ready for the usual shenanigans that pose as:
THE AWARDS & DOWNDOWNS
SLIP ON ME (the White Bat hat) from
Big End for going in the gents and losing her knickers - unrelated
incidents you'll be relieved to know Oh Dearly Easily Shocked.
BEEFY (Hashit Pillock shirt) from Wet Johnny - a delayed DD from last week when we missed giving Beefy (hare) a reward tipple.
MANPIG (despite trying to wriggle out of it) had the celebration Birthday hat and birthday DD, Olé!
Rip-roarious
was the naming of (Court Farm) Chris. His starter for ten and claim to
fame being a tool maker elicited an immediate cry of 'Strap-on' from the
Good Ol' Boys loitering by the fireplace. Not immediately picked up by
our gentle RA, the said Good 'Ol Boys - now vocally assisted by
Piltdown, had to insist and being of good voice we prevail-ed so let's
hear it for STRAP-ON!!! Oh yes!
Finally,
a joint DD for U BEND and his assistant Bev, who I was reliably
informed by Piltdown has a SH3 hash handle of Bogof#2.
* Captain Mainwaring
POSTSCRIPT
Quite
an evening and party atmosphere at the Manor Inn pub stop which looked
like the OD, packed with hashers as it Shirley was, and later in the
Churston Manor itself. A scenic and technical long (woods) trail by the
hares and the shorts and walkers did well to make the Manor and back.
The Churston Manor had that 'wow' factor and was enjoyed by all. Cheers
to the hares!
ON ON to next week and our Christmas Draw from the Kings Arms (TQ12 3EG) 7:15 with Hare:- Shitfaced
