Date – 26/12/2022
Run – 2201
Hare – Daffodil &Corgi
Venue – Col Storey Park, Nebo Road.
Hashers: 7
After a Christmas Day that rained all day, Boxing Day produced some finer weather…. until around 4.00PM when it bucketed down once more. This appeared to be excuse enough for most hashers to stay away in droves. Except for seven. ( I wrote seven instead of 7 cause it looks bigger)
So, seven (7) of us headed off… actually it was six (6) , because Flaps had sore feet, actually it was five (5) , because Zorro stayed back to keep Flaps company. So, off we five (5) went, with Daffodil leading on account of he knew where the arrows were, even the washed out ones.
Around the Botanic Gardens we marched, up n down, round n round until eventually reaching the café (closed) and the secret tunnel (open) that led us back to the beer, which Zorro and Flaps had thoughtfully tasted.
With the rain tumbling down we moved under cover at the front of the Tourist Info Centre. Flaps backed the beer truck in, and produced several chairs from inside. And there we sat, drinking beer and watching rain, until amazingly The Monk called the circle to order. Thankfully, due to the small audience, he deleted the night’s history lesson, preferring to lob down-downs at the hares Daff & Corgi, and a couple for Zorro, cause one is never enough. Flaps told a joke, which prompted The Monk to launch into a decidedly lengthy diatribe, ending with a punch-line that I can’t recall.
Circle closed, we eagerly awaited sustenance from Chief Cook Corgi, who laid out buns, salads and home grown rissoles in the back of Flap’s truck, and then invited us to come forward and build our own burgers. Having catered for twenty (20), there was an abundance left over, which I snavelled for use at next week’s run. (Hope it keeps all right, our fridge is full, so it’s all just sitting on the bench.)
Corgi then excelled herself by producing ice cream cones and a tub of ice cream, not quite melted, which mixed in well with the beer.
Then it was time to toddle off in the rain, which was no more, and find our way home.
Next week, if you wish to partake of Corgi’s leftovers, it’s Mango n me setting a run from John Breen Park (cause it’s too noisy for the Old Folks if we hold it in The Old Folks Home.)
On On Pensch.
