TVH The Words for Monday 16th December
From The Railway Inn, Churston
Run #2054
Scribe: Pisswell
The
train of lights Tickets please for: Georgie Porgie, Piltdown man,
ManPig, Shitfaced, Miss Mash, Smash, Judgemental, Pocket Rocket,
Beeflicker, Beefy, Pisswell, Satnav, Soapy, Melon Picker, Red Rum,
Palmolive, Only here for the beer, Threesum and Cheerio Beerio ( circle
only), Well hopped, Psyco, Warmfront, Smellie, Able Seaman, Strap on,
Coldtits.
The circle: The GM welcomed everyone to hash no 2054 at The Railway Inn.
Announcements:
Beeflicker announced that Mortica from South Hams hash had passed away
recently. Threesum reminded that she was selling tickets for the
Christmas draw next week The hare Pisswell, ( writing this) reminded
people to book their scoff themselves from the pub. She was impressed
at the lights people had dressed up in but forgot to say! She meant to
offer a quick shower to anyone that wanted one as she was again wearing
her shower curtain, cleverly disguised this time as the train of
lights! (so no it wasn’t a bridal veil, but it did make Beefy run away
much quicker than usual!).
Pisswell
offered a 2m+ walkers and a nearly 5m long with something in between
for the shorts. Having encountered some more interesting hashes in
Vermont, USA, she was keen to share her experiences, so there would be
several regroups and Christmas silliness along the way, not to be
missed! She then drew examples on the tarmac to confuse hashers. “Please
cooperate for fear of missing the tricky train timings or fear of
whipping as per Valentines hash!” The trains come each hour at about 10
to 15 mins past the hour so early birds would have seen the first train
of lights at the station, and she was hoping all would see the second
at some point. She said that the trail was like a train track and might
run both ways and that she had found “ foreign “ hash marks, also that
her marks had been kicked out already by helpful ants!
The trail: the runaway train nursery rhyme The train of lights
The runaway train came up from Paignton and she blew, she blew
Fancy dress trains hung down hasher’s backs and lights too, lights too
The full hashing pack looked down the track,
On on they bayed and the train whistled back
As they do, do, do, do, do.
The train of lights was a hash treat and they knew, they knew
American checks would regroup the pack as they do, they do.
The station was near but the ride was too dear,
Missing the train was the hares greatest fear,
As we knew, knew, knew, knew, knew.
All could have played golf if they wanted to at Churston, Churston
But to regroup the pack, they had to play games and have fun, have fun!
They hugged by moonlight, played by Fairylight Dancing, then singing well into the night
So Well done, done, done, done, done
The longs went on down to Elberry cove to the sea, the sea
They puffed round the track, finding the trail laid by me, by me!
The others were shorter, but went by the water
Ending at Broadsands, where we could then loiter.
And see the moon above the sea.
We stopped in our tracks on the way back for mulled wine, mulled wine
Mince pies, no cream, watching for steam, for a sign, a sign.
The view we would learn was the train on return
Didn’t quite work but mince pies were well earned
A great time, time, time, time, time.
We regrouped the pack to the Railway Inn for On Downs,on downs
All were on home, stragglers were found, they were found, they’re found.
We drank down the beer, still in festive gear
Have a great Christmas and Happy New Year.
Cheers to all at the On down
Out takes:
The first regroup check was a GH (group hug), but incorporating a long
GG ( group game) of NOT duck, duck, goose, but sun, sun, moon! The
moon was shining brightly from some of those hash bums Monday night!
But the more modest sang or told a joke. Unfortunately, I think Haldon
were playing games with us too as all but the walkers seemed to have
gone the wrong way and Beefy, Beeflicker and Coldtits didn’t even turn
up to the groupies!
The
next regroup was a GD (group dance) so the plan was a grand chain made
of hashers swinging arms around the circle and singing along to Cotton
eyed Joe. That was the plan, but at that point, the train arrived and
hopefully some people did manage to see it!
The
last regroup was a homemade mince pies and mulled wine stop at the
cafe at Broadsands, served by the brilliant Annie, who had met the 2
Beefs earlier. whilst they did the route backwards, or with Haldon, not
sure which! There was little time as the pub was waiting and we were
well behind. So the GS (group sing)), was done as quickly as possible,
using Soapy's adapted 12 days of Christmas, ( many thanks, Soapy).
Pisswell
decided to save time as Shitfaced was sending her “ Hurry up” messages
and she was replying with short sweet replies! The 12 days of
Christmas therefore started with 12 and people sang prolonged numbers
whilst they waited for her to turn the page!
The
return home was along the seafront for those who wanted to and then up
the road, under the viaduct, and then led some again through the golf
course. The Beefers again ignored Instructuctions, choosing Haldon
above Teign valley!
The Down Downs : The landlord was thanked for the venue. Thanks to the hash for the beer.
Warmfront
had the hashit shit and nominated a choice of Strap on or Satnav for
their “mooning”. As Satnav refused a repeat performance and the pub
probably never would have had us again, a quick assessment gave the
award to Satnav.
Next
up was Beefy and Pisswell. I’m not sure why we got it! Beefy had the
jesters hat for a great Haldon hash I think, and Pisswell for making
nearly everyone miss the train! So the only train they saw was the train
of lights she was wearing! Sorry, not my best trail but such fun!
Next
Pocket Rocket gave ManPig a down down for using his nerd name. This
was Manpig’s third award in a row from Pocket Rocket. Funnily enough,
Pocket Rocket also co hared Haldons run, so it was obviously him that
messed it all up! Lastly, Well Hopped had a down down for Shitfaced’s
dog sitting service. She nipped to the loo for just 15 mins, fitting in
a quick look at the train, downed a quick pint and had done her
Christmas shopping!
Next
week is from the Kings arms at Kingsteignton and of course the
Christmas draw. No trains to catch, no group games, no more draws to
buy, no Haldon, yaaaaaaaay!
On on to next week!
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