Date – 04 March 2024
Run – 2264
Hare – Snot
Venue – 19 Tern Street, Slade Point
Hashers: 16
Always a pleasant outlook from Tern Street and the Hare promised a beachified urban stroll. The group kept together until the end of Tern Street with a car appearing to shepherd us from behind. It was creepy but the car finally inched past with Snot at the wheel. The car turned to the right down Slade Point Road and the hesitant hashers were able to then set their course eastwards.
Before the walk the hare had informed us that the trail was marked on the LHS and so it was, very clearly. It was difficult to keep track of which streets we passed along as there were many – Ibis, Lyrebird, Rosella, Magpie meshed into one. Maybe we didn’t even enter those streets, who knows?? The front walkers appeared to have set a speedy pace in spite of the warm afternoon and soon the walkers were strung out. The Slade Point Nature Reserve loomed ahead but thankfully the Hare led us elsewhere away from mosquitoes, scummy water, mud, frogs etc. Eventually, after turning many corners the piss stop came into view on a vacant allotment. We had it on good authority that the brew was a mixture of all sorts. After the natterers who had been at the back of the pack quenched their thirst, we set off for the short distance home.
Back at Tern St we delved into crackers and a very edible dip. Smut rounded up the crew for the circle but the Monkee was otherwise engaged and had to be called to order (he’d had a busy weekend and workday). Once drinks were set up we were treated to a historical account from Smut on the Hindenburg which appeared to be more interesting than the usual fare, Unfortunately for hashers standing at the back of the circle Snot sprayed the exposed part of his head with a tropical strength repellent and fumigated both mosquitoes and people. You might say it was a slow evening but that was because Flaps was resting on his laurels and was not prepared with a joke. In the end he told a joke that I didn’t get and I don’t want anyone to explain it to me either!! The monk deftly returned attention to the circle when Snot, Shocker, Golly chatted about a boat seen on the walk. They obviously found it to be more interesting than the night’s proceedings. The monk also had to use his negotiation skills around some of the charges. I don’t know what else happened because I was dealing with the after effects of fumigation and I was ready to eat.
And eat we did. Thinly sliced corned meat, boiled potatoes (boiled to perfection says Termite) and a more please white sauce. Definitely a fitting end to the evening, Insex and Snot.
ON ON
JUICE
