Annual Awards Night
Union Inn, Denbury
Hare Wet Johny
TVH 3 v Coronavirus 0 … Another wet and windy one.
Undeterred by the Devon Covid19 outbreak an estimated 35 disease resistant hashers braved the trying conditions. Don’t ask me to name them all, I’m significantly less efficient than the bat.
Almost everyone got the GM’s question correct and were awarded free food in the pub.
To facilitate the awards presentation a relatively short (for the normally athletic Penners) run of 5.2 miles; 3 miles for the shorts plus a walkers trail had been laid in flour and Forests sawdust.
We were promised a wet run and for sure it was amply delivered. Encouraged by a decent stretch of road the pack was well spread by the time we reached the shiggy. You can check one of the tech savvy hashers' trail maps to know where we went. I can attest to several very slippery fields, seriously marshy undulations and a particularly cruel round trip over Denbury Hill. Copious sweets proffered at the welcome sweety stop were eagerly snapped up by everyone bar the SCB walkers.
Man Pig, Archangel and Forest were among those suffering from the effects of running Sundays Grizzly and deserved hearty congratulations for their effort. Despite bringing up the rear they were back in the pub in good time for the ceremonies.
Down downs went to Pisswell for misplacing her award from last week; Piddler for suggesting a couple of hashers should be left to go in the wrong direction, just for a laugh; the Hare for a well marked trail and Teapot who was reunited with his Credit Cards.
Shitfaced announced the Awards with the help of 3Sum and each winner received a specially selected memento. Thanks to everyone involved in making it a very special evening.
Oh dearly disappointed, I’m trusting normal service will be resumed by the naturally talented Bat as soon as possible. Until then this is George Dent signing orf.
TVH 3 v Coronavirus 0 … Another wet and windy one.
Undeterred by the Devon Covid19 outbreak an estimated 35 disease resistant hashers braved the trying conditions. Don’t ask me to name them all, I’m significantly less efficient than the bat.
Almost everyone got the GM’s question correct and were awarded free food in the pub.
To facilitate the awards presentation a relatively short (for the normally athletic Penners) run of 5.2 miles; 3 miles for the shorts plus a walkers trail had been laid in flour and Forests sawdust.
We were promised a wet run and for sure it was amply delivered. Encouraged by a decent stretch of road the pack was well spread by the time we reached the shiggy. You can check one of the tech savvy hashers' trail maps to know where we went. I can attest to several very slippery fields, seriously marshy undulations and a particularly cruel round trip over Denbury Hill. Copious sweets proffered at the welcome sweety stop were eagerly snapped up by everyone bar the SCB walkers.
Man Pig, Archangel and Forest were among those suffering from the effects of running Sundays Grizzly and deserved hearty congratulations for their effort. Despite bringing up the rear they were back in the pub in good time for the ceremonies.
Down downs went to Pisswell for misplacing her award from last week; Piddler for suggesting a couple of hashers should be left to go in the wrong direction, just for a laugh; the Hare for a well marked trail and Teapot who was reunited with his Credit Cards.
Shitfaced announced the Awards with the help of 3Sum and each winner received a specially selected memento. Thanks to everyone involved in making it a very special evening.
Oh dearly disappointed, I’m trusting normal service will be resumed by the naturally talented Bat as soon as possible. Until then this is George Dent signing orf.
