Forde Social Club, Newton Abbot
Run No. 1956
HARES: Soapy, Melonpicker & Palmolive
Who
wuz there: Soapy, Melonpicker, Palmolive, 'Allo Vera, Wash'n'Go,
Shitfaced, Popeye, Popeye's girlfriend, U-Bend, Man-Pig, Archangel,
Hotlips, Zoot, Slip-on-Me, Satnav, Ablesemen, Forrest Stump, Woodlend,
Warmfront, Amy, Pisswell, Piltdown Man, Smellie, Ernie, Coldtits, Big
End, Well Hopped, Roger the Dodger, Teapot, Mouldy Dick, Beeflicker
& Triple Jump.
The Circle
Can't comment - wasn't there.
The Trail
Didn't
do it. From the Down-Downs it appears to went through Milber.
The Down-Downs
Forrest
Stump presided over a throng of hashers, the majority of which had
adorned themselves with something red or pink. Forrest started by
thanking the Hash for the beer. The Hash? Yes - apparently so.
Up first to give away an award was Melonpicker who had the horned hat from a few weeks ago.
"Where do you put important items - like your purse?"
The
correct answer is not on top of your car and leaving them there
overnight. This was further compounded by spending most of the next day
searching your house from top to bottom looking for the elusive beer
tokens that will carry you through the day. The deserving recipient was
Slip-on-Me. A note for Soliloquy! (Please concentrate.)
Warmfront
received a Down-Down but I can't remember from whom or for what
reason. I am definitely turning into a doddery old git.
Next
up was Mouldy. He blew the whistle on a perplexed Smellie for falling
over somewhere in Milber. From the look of total bewilderment on
Smellie's face this looked like a case of - never let the truth get in
the way of a good story.
Archangel
returned with the Hashshit shirt after a four week leave of absence.
The recipient was Woodlend. I think for attempting to strangle his dog.
This exhausted the alcoholic down-downs, but a half pint of water remained.
Smellie
had the last award to assign. Initially, it was going to be
self-awarded due to Smellie believing, incorrectly, that she had left
the Jester's hat at the Manor Inn last week. It was in her rucksack all
along.
Next
in line would have been Woodlend for alleged cruelty to animals. But
he'd already had his down-down. The ultimate recipient, and justly
deserved, was Mouldy Dick. He had encouraged Smellie to start running
again as they were approaching the sweetie stop. Thinking that they'd be
running together, Smellie duly broke into a canter whilst Mouldy
nonchalantly carried on walking. A note for "The Deceiver" as a sense of
karma descended upon those gathered.
Groundhog Day
Finally,
and in a repeat of the previous week, there was an incoming call from
Smellie who was already on her way home with Piltdown Man.
"Hello. It's Smellie. Have I left a body warmer in the bar?"
"Is it blue and made by the The North Face?"
"Yes."
"You certainly have!"
Next week
Next week's Hash is at The Silent Whistle, Ashburton. Our Hare for the evening will be Pisswell.
On-On to next week and thank you for wearing red or pink. Hopefully, you all had an enjoyable Valentine's Day.
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