Run Date: 26th January 2015 

Hare: Wee Wee & Champion

Venue: 60 Wattle Street Andergrove 

Hashers: 10

 

A very motley crew tuned up at Wattle St to be greeted by the not so pretty sight of Wee Wee prancing around in the spar scoffing red claw. I suppose we should be thankful, because I am reliable informed that earlier he was apparently naked.  Thank god most of us missed that.

At approx 6.10 a rather lack luster  group ambled back up the driveway to wander around Apsley way, back up  No name street in Glenwood Park estate, past Nicka’s old place then back down the driveway to the piss truck. Me thinks there was some serious short cutting done.

Chairs were assembled in a rough circle where we nibbled on fruit and nuts (by this stage the red claw were long gone) and a very nice cob. Eventually the circle was called and the hare given a down down,  jokes were told, Delicious tried to charge Monk and Zorro for no hash attire but the Monk had a hash shirt and Zorro had his Hash jocks on. Delicious drank alone.

As a show of defiance we all remained seated in the circle because we felt like it any way, and  there was only one hasher from the Dark side, again,  Brownie points to Baagoose. No bloody  Brownie points to wee wee though, because to the cry’s  of, don’t be a fucking idiot, it’s too bloody hot, we don’t want one, from all the other hashers, mr stubborn lit his bloody great fire anyway. This raised the Temp from around 26 c to about 37 c. Like we needed that like a hole in the head. I think I heard some sucking up from Zorro who still has a shit load of timber to get rid of. Also Radish should be considered for over achieving  for his sitting closest to the fire for so long.

Nosh of steak, sausages, onions, potato bake and salad was consumed with gusto, and more amber fluids to cool off, until we realised that we had cool air conditioned cars so we all pissed off.

On On

Nicka

Run Date: 19th January 2015 

Hare: Daffodil & Corgi

Venue: Muller Park 88 Boundary Road Ooralea 

Hashers: 20

 

It was a great run, there were 20 Hashers and Harriettes. The trail was well marked by chalk, and we went through a lot of new streets in the Planlands area which was enjoyed by all.

We had our circle, a few chargers and jokes by Baagoose, Smegma, and Pensioner told some good ones.

We had a Hash birthday for Gollie.

The Hash chow was delicious and enjoyed by everyone we had Lamb stew and grain and plain bread.

On On
Champion

 

 

Run Date: 12th January 2015 

Hare: Pea Beau

Venue: 18 Steen Street Mackay

Hashers: 35+

 

A clear evening with a slight breeze great for a run or walk we all gathered at Steen Street greeting those we hadn’t seen since before Christmas and a Happy New Year to all to welcome in the New Year.

Pea Beau gathered us out front and said there was white chalk and flour and three piss stops? On that way and through next doors yard to the next street. Hot Rocks and Flubber were out checking and found trail down the drain and foot paths to Milton street High school grounds. Our wine seller Shaggus was visiting again but he said his calves were sore from running up Mt Archer down in Rocky yesterday. Not bad for a 72 year old Daffodil found out later in the night. Talking how his visits may cease due to the slow market. Crossing the running track we came out at Paradise Street and across to the new pathway down the other side and back across down to Bridge Road where we caught up Hot Rocks and Flubber checking which way. It was behind Souths and across the cricket field to Juliet Street. Maybe a piss stop at Harrup Park but no it was on home but a few of the walkers and Shaggus took a street too early and had to come around the block to find home.  A good length run to get the New Year on track and get rid of the extra kilos from Christmas.

A few work mates of Pea Beaus swelled the numbers to around 39 I think.

Jokes started the circle and Pea Beau got his 200 run t-shirt. Walk report by Champion was ‘ it was long’ but she made it. A charge for Missionary for no hash shirt on the run and Dragon Lady for coming to her rescue with a badge from Delicious Hash Haberdashery .  A down down for Flubber, Ba Goose & Streaker and the visitors. Pensioner wrote a farewell poem to Pea Beau which we have all come to enjoy and are amazed with how he comes up with everyone to be included into the verses.

Beers were running low so Hash Nosh was called and we filled up on rissoles and sausages on bread and tomatoes.

Champion and Dragon Lady tried to find more beer but after trying a few only found the Mackay Hotel open. It was 8.40 by this time and we had to head home otherwise tied eyes in the morning for work and yes Daffodil slept in. Others stayed and enjoyed the night so someone else can fill in the the ending.  Farewell to Golden Showers and Pea Beau.

On On
Corgi

Cummalott and The Knights of the Round Hash Table – by Pensioner presented at Pea Beau’s Piss Off Party. 

The wind howled around the crumbling castle, the fortress of Cummalott,

She reclined inside on a sofa, and contemplated her twat.

“What’s that?” cried she, and stumbled, to a mirror her eye did stray,

“Damn and curse I’m leaking, I’m in need of a large Driptray.”

Just then a fearful pounding shook the door upon it’s hinge,

“Open up M’lady, I beg you” cried Oh Blurry, with a tinge

Of excitement in his loins, for wondrous though it seems,

His wrinkled old Prick was standing, and straining at it’s seams.

Now Lady Cummalott ran naked, to the door and flung it wide,

But the cunning Sir Snot as usual was the first to run inside.

“Madame,” said he, “have mercy, but you need to cover up,

For the Scots, they are a-coming, with McFanny and her Magic Cup”.

“Magic Cup?” asked Sir Golly The Rotund, “What sorcery is this?”

“A Cup of Magical Powers” said Delicious, “a cup of pure bliss.”

Sir Zorro clamped his crotch with a powerful gloved hand,

“Tis bliss we seek” said he, “and for bliss we’ll make a stand!”

“Fools” scoffed Smegma, “you’re all damn fools, and I’m here to tell you why,

“Bliss doesn’t come to all, unless Viagra is in good supply!”

“Well then my Liege” called Pea Beau “ if it’s a cunning deal you seek,

Come with me to Harvey Norman, we’ve got deals to make you weep!”

“What infamy is this!” cried Sir Tonguer, “there’s no deals better than mine…”

“Begone” said Dragon Lady, “or on the rack I’ll stretch your spine!”

Now Cummalott still stood there, in her naked burning pride,

Casting an eye over the Knights still waiting, for their turn to take a ride.

But no one there amongst them gave her dribbles of expectation,

Not one of these motley bastards had the balls for her salvation.

“Raggedy Anne!” said she, “Come forward, with your spells and potions grand,

I need some Insex and Golden Showers, to make a Luv Mussell rise and stand!”

“ShowUs the way to Screw, for my Flaps feel Teflon lined,

Sir Tarzan couldn’t help last night, he graciously declined,

I tried Sir Nickerlicker, but he couldn’t get past my Pants,

I even tried Sir Baagoose, but was sickened by his chants.”

“Radish M’lady” said Raggedy, “Hot radish is what you need,

Mix it with some Pawpaw, and a large Mango seed”

“Cook it to 69 degrees, add some Oui Oui, stir well and drink it down,

You’ll feel like a Champion Missionary, though your tits may turn slightly brown.”

“You know” said Lady Cummalott, “what I feel for me is best,

Is a romp or two with my Corgi, in the Daffodil field we’ll rest.”

“Nonsense!” cried Sir Hotrocks, “what you need I’ll set you straight,

Breastroke in the castle moat, past the Knothead at the gate,

If he’s naked he’s a Streaker, and probably he Who Hasn’t Paid,

We’ll firmly pull his Handbrake, and slice him with a blade!”

“Be off!” cried Lady Cummalott, “Tis Boom n Bust or never,

This castle’s an ancient relic, it can’t remain forever,

I’ll have to take my chances, on a Knight who’s not a questioner,

Damn, it looks like I’m stuck, with fucking old Sir Pensioner.”

 

 

Run Date: 5th January 2015 

Hare: Viagra

Venue: Seaview Park Bucasia Esplanade, Bucasia

Hashers: 14

 

14 brave Hashers thumbed their noses at the weather and fronted up to see what Viagra could muster up. Actually, we had about 13 drops of rain throughout the night so the thumbing of the noses was re-directed towards the sissies who stayed home cause it wuz too wet!
Viagra sent us off following yellow chalk……. timber chalk at that!…… which we immediately ignored and sailed past a check. Luckily the hare got us back on track for an amble around Bucasia and down through the trailer trash to the beach. Corgi decided to live up to her name and raced off in the opposite direction, last seen barking at the waves. The intrepid pack kept on along the beach, but seemed to thin as we passed the piss…. leaving just 4 to continue on to fuck knows where…… whilst us SCBs enjoyed our first coldies.
Eventually we got together again and talked the usual shit, including tales of wonder from Adelaide from Zorro and Delicious. After HashCash demanded payment, the circle was called. With such a small turnout, it was left to me to entertain the troops with some filthy yarns that I found earlier in the day on Mango’s computer. Zorro helped out with a joke, but I’ve forgotten it. Down downs  for the hare and his helper Handbrake. And one for new/return runner Peter.  12.29 Executive Lunch was set for Dolphin Heads Resort, courtesy of Flaps. Daffodil led the Hash Song and the circle closed. We settled into the beer, until Viagra produced a very tasty sausage and veg curry with rice, masterly cooked, I’m told, by Handbrake. We knew it was delicious, because Delicious told us so. More drinkies, more talking shit, and eventually the exodus began. A quieter night than usual, but still a great time was had.

Next day…. Dolphin Heads….5 of us said we’d be there, but bugger me, 14 turned up, including Radish, Paw Paw and Dragon Lady….. (no Smeg, he had to……haha….snicker snicker….. work!) and regaled us with tales of Vietnam/Cambodia/Thailand.

See y’all next week at Pea Beau’s

OnOn, Pensioner.

Run Date: 29th December 2014

Hare: McFanny

Venue: 13 Grasstrail Street, Andergrove

Hashers: around 16

 

It was a very hot afternoon when 16 odd hashers, or  should I say VERY ODD people, turned up for McFanny’s run. The run through the back blocks of McFannyland was short but well marked in chalk N flour N toilet paper. The afternoon prelube was well attended, and thanks to Snot & McFanny, there was much nibblies to be had. The circle was called after more nibblies, and the usual sick jokes and charges were had.

After the circle closed, more glorious food came out from McFanny’s kitchen, and didn’t seem to stop coming all evening, it was fantastic.

At the end of the evening, everyone was hugged and backslapped for a Happy New Year, and that was that.

ON ON from Viagra. See ya all next Monday, Hooroy

Run Date: 22^nd December 2014

Hare: Pensioner

Venue: 12 Douglas Crescent Rural View

Hashers: 21

 

All gathered out the back on a fine evening at Pensioners Penthouse in Rural View.

Pensioner got out his clipboard folder with the where to’s & where-not to’s, how & how-not to’s – all very official. I’m not sure that anyone took any notice but he tried.

The walk/run well marked around the streets and walking paths of Rural View admiring the Christmas lights along the way. Piss stop with Pensioner’s special brew. Very nice brew too!

Gathering back for a few coldes and nibbles prior to circle, spilling out onto the grassed area in the back yard. Plenty of room to sit and enjoy everyone’s company and the cool evening breeze.

Circle called and the jokes flowed. Visiting Hashers from Townsville BJ (Blow Job) and Ram Rooter who were making their way over to WA for Aussia Nash Hash. This was the start of their trip, first stop. Down Down’s for returning runners Boom ‘n Bust and Smut. Fine for Screw for pinching the Hash Mugs. Fine for Drip Tray for leaving her bottle of Port out at the Christmas Party after being warned by several Hashers that it would be taken. Thankfully returned to DT. Cummalott fined BJ for having the best set of legs, which ended up in a fine for Cummalott as well for showing more than her legs at the Away Run in an awkward moment apparently, which Snot had stored in his memory bank and shared.

Hash Nosh was served which Nicka Licka had used his culinary skills to produce a very tasty chicken curry as Hash being the resourceful Club that it is, used the left-over Chicken from the Christmas party. Christmas Cakes also provided a Christmas dessert with yummy custary.

Then for something special, we took our seats for a slide show of the Christmas Party & the ‘Away Run’ directed and produced by non other than our own Flaps which provided the entertainment for the night.

After a bit more ‘talking shit’ we then packed up our bits & pieces and pissed off. Another sterling night at Hash.

On On

Teflon

 

Run date: 15/12/2014

Hare: Golly
Venue: North Mackay Australian Rules Football Club in Cutler Drive, Beaconsfield.
Hashers: 34

 

Well it’s Christmas time again at the North Mackay Aussie Rules ground in Beaconsfield and about 35 runners turned up to celebrate the occasion, including visiting Hashers from Woolongong ‘F.U’ and ‘Triple 0’.

All the injured runners only made it to the gate on to Cutler Drive before heading back to the piss.

Pea Beau received an unfortunate injury at the Harvey Norman Xmas party and couldn’t run, Cummalot must have had a serious injury as well not being able to take her hash horn on the run, mainly because she forgot it and forgot to have something with hash on it.

Those who did manage to go headed off over to the new lake on Beaconsfield road around the new estate and back to the piss stop. It was noted however that harriets were the only ones to complete the run. On ya Champion Streaker Raggedy et al.

Down down was given to the trailmaster Golly, who set the run. Jokes were told the Monk up to his usual standard as was Pea Beau (unfortunately).

Two new runners were christened. Annette was Christened ‘Handbrake’ and Rhonda Christened ‘Missionary’.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Nosh was then consumed. It was a great feast thanks to the committee. Zorro did a great job on the trifles (thanks Zorro).

Cummalot’s injury became too much for her as she became slightly unstable on her feet lucky Mr and Mrs Snot were there to take her home.

On On

Flaps

Run date: 08/12/2014

Hare: Smegma

Venue: 18 Steen Street Mackay 

Hashers: 35

 

No run report submitted

 

It was Smegma’s birthday celebrations and what a great night. He put on a show for us prawns for entree then freshly caught Mackerel offered in 3 different ways. 

 

 

 

 

Run date: 01/12/2014

Hare: Zorro

Venue: Mackay Fencing 70 Satellite Crescent Outer Harbour

Hashers: ?

 

FOR THE DARK SIDERS

HARD TO WRITE A RUN REPORT WHEN THERE IS NO TRAIL

1. What it is all about!

Hashing is about having fun. About good-natured bantering, good food and a modicum of drinking among friends who judge you by what you are, and not what you do or where you come from.

But the central piece is a good run or walk. If nothing else, it makes the beer taste much better afterwards. It can also prevent complaints from locals about lost souls wandering round at night like headless chooks looking for signs from heaven. Apparently they can put up with singlets and T-shirts with crude words and pictures. But not frantic calls of ‘Are you?’, irritated replies of ‘Checking’ and triumphant shouts of ‘On On’ embellished by bugling that sounds like suppressed farting.

2: Setting the run

2.1 Preliminaries
The hare is under pain of death:

• To keep the pack more or less together, as a Hash run is not a race.
• To treat the night out as fun, otherwise you might as well stay at home with your spouse or partner.
• To include some interesting features, otherwise we might as well run round the block or track.

We most definitely do not want to become a running club, with or without a drinking problem. But this does require that front-running bastards (FRBs) and geriatrics come in quite close together, with the former normally taking no more than an hour to complete a run of between 6 and 7 km and all the deviations. If it takes longer, the old ticker might give up and the beer will have lost its chill.

It is, of course, difficult to satisfy all these conditions because Hashers:

• Come in all shapes and sizes, including blokes with beer guts that have prevented them for years from sighting their private parts.
• Come with different motives, whether it is to run, walk, get pissed or get laid.

But it will be easier to keep most happy by a generous use of the following ploys:

• When running on roads, place big internationally recognized sacred Hash signs consistently on the same side of the road and under streetlights so they can be seen easily. Remember that you set the run during the day along a route known to you, while they do it under quite different conditions.
• When running through bush, place toilet paper on branches or flour on the ground in generous proportions. If Greenies tend to frequent the area, flour will be better because it is more difficult to remove.
• When it looks like it might rain, try keeping it away by making live sacrifices of Hashers you dislike because virgins in Hash have long since disappeared.

2.2 False Trail
T-junctions
When you come to a T-junction, inform them that they have to do some checking by writing in generous proportions:

<———————->

After a decent distance (e.g., 20 metres) along the false trail, place the first arrow, preferably under a streetlight:

————————>

There are no set rules on how many arrows you can use before placing a FT to let them know that they have been led up the garden path. However, having more than 2 is usually considered bad form and having no arrows at all is a crime punishable by icing. When the FRBs see the FT they know that they are on the false trial and should then broadcast the fact loudly and head back to the junction. You must put down a FT, otherwise those FRBs with poor hearing and no sense of direction will simply vanish into the night. It is, of course, tempting not to put down arrows and a FT, especially when you are setting the run by yourself and are buggered towards the end of it.

Along the true trail, place, after a decent distance and preferably under a streetlight, the first arrow. Again there are no set rules on how many of these you can use or how far apart the arrows must be before drawing 2 parallel arrows.

————>
————>

or writing On On to indicate the true trail.

But use the same number along the true and false trails to avoid unnecessary work. Suppose you place:

• 2 parallel arrows after 30 metres along the true trail to indicate that people are on trail, and
• a FT after 40 metres along the false trail to indicate that they are off trail.

This will make the last 10 metres along the false trail superfluous. When the FRBs on the false trail hear the ‘On On’ call, they will double back and you would have wasted valuable energy in setting the last stretch along the false trail. Of course, this is provided that there is proper calling.

Y-junctions and roundabouts
The same procedure applies for these. Simply draw a circle at the start of the search for the true trail. If you are artistic or unemployed, adorn the circle thus:

or

The C indicates that it is a checkpoint, the arrows the directions to be checked.

2.3 Check-back (CB)
This is a good ploy to give the FRBs extra exercise. For example, at a T-junction, direct them to the right with your arrow. Place a number of arrows, the number and the distance between them depending on how nasty you want to be, before placing a CB. This tells them that they have been led truly up the garden path and the true trail lies somewhere along the path just covered.

CBs can be used along a road that leads to no where. Just take them up it and at the end place a CB. As they cast doubt on your parentage on the way back, they should meet their slower colleagues and the group is together again.

CBs never fail to catch out and inflict pain on FRBs, so use them liberally. Just remember that they hate to see CBs at the top or the bottom of streets with steep inclines, and the more vicious the incline the better it is. But you must observe a number of important things when using a CB:

• use it anywhere except at a check;
• the true trail must be along the previous path or cross-road: if you are nice, the true trail will be off the last arrow marked;
• do not set it from a regroup (RG) where the pack has to run back over it. Some uncouth Hasher may have pissed on some old fart’s immaculate lawn and brought out the local vigilante group.

2.4 Loop
This is an excellent trick to keep the group together but getting it right is an art. It also depends on the terrain. Two types of terrain are particularly good:

• a flat playground: send the FRBs careering round it and when they are some distance around, the slower runners will see them (or their torchlight) or hear their vociferous calling and short-cut the course;
• a medium-length crescent off another road, where the exit point is visible from the entry point: when the FRBs have gone right round the crescent, the rest of the gang will see them and indulge in more short-cutting.

Hashers who are habitually late in turning up appreciate a loop being set at the start of the run. Send the group right round the block to the start of the run and begin all over again. By which time the sporting bras or jockstraps of the latecomers will be in place.

2.5 Regroup (RG)
When all else fails to keep the bunch together, use a RG.
To enliven things up, insist that the group render one of those foul Hash songs at a RG. Also have RGs with song in front of places where you will be welcomed. Thus, perform in dulcet tones in front of Government House and churches. Provide a stirring rendition of the version of ‘Rule Britannia’ about setting off Chinese crackers up your arse will do very nicely in front of the National Party’s headquarters, One Nation electoral offices, RSL clubs and police stations.

Place an arrow in the direction of the next stage of the run, in the event that the performance is not appreciated and a hasty retreat is needed. Aim for 3 RGs for the run, thus breaking it into 3 more or less equal parts.

2.6 Drink-stop
When even having RGs fail to keep the bunch together, have a drink-stop at the second of three RGs. This will be especially appreciated in summer. What you serve depends on the class of people you imbibe with but a mixture of beer and lemonade is acceptable. So is mixing the remains of some old horrible port (e.g., unwanted Christmas present) with lemonade.

2.7 Miscellaneous
The New and the Blind
For those new to the area and early arrivers, draw a large circle outside the site with the name of the club in it to help these unfortunates.

Do something for them to remember you by …
Apart from attempting to keep the group together, try to make your runs interesting. Of course, this is not easy because so much depends on where you live or decide to set the run. But it is never smart to have long boring stretches. It would also help if you make the group:

• go through the bush, especially those ones with plenty of lantana, loose rocks, tree roots and low over-hanging branches;
• chance life and limb from stepping on slippery logs and crossing wide, deep and fast-flowing streams or estuaries at dusk when the tide’s in and sharks are on the prowl;
• crawl through dark, dank and smelly tunnels, preferably graced by rats and dead dogs;
• climb fences, especially those with taut barbed wire and pointed vertical supports; and
• go through school grounds during P & C meetings when contentious issues are being debated.

Humour the Greenies 
Use gyprock or chalk because signs marked with them disappear after a few cars have run over them or at the first sign of rain. Avoid water-based paint as this hangs around and, more importantly, can confuse future runs set in the same area.

Pity the slow runners & walkers
Have a trail-master to:

• Cross out, at every check, the false direction after the true trail has been found.;
• Look for stragglers, especially in the bush and the less salubrious parts of town.

The homestretch

Aim for a decent homestretch to allow the FRBs to strut their ware. And, during the homestretch, reward all for their perseverance by using generously the following signs:
—————> X

—————> XX

—————> XXX

The increase in the number of X’s means that they are getting closer to home and the sacred liquid amber of the XXXX variety that awaits them there.

Live runs
If the Gods are still unhappy after the live offering of your least favoured Hasher and the rain is still pissing down late in the afternoon, then do a live run. Set off at least 15 minutes before the starting time with a couple of willing FRB to lay the trail. Flour will hold its place long enough on the ground, as will toilet paper on branches.

But don’t attempt this unless you are pretty fit because being caught by the FRBs is an icing offence. However, setting a live run is an experience well worth going through. The adrenalin from being just ahead and hearing the ‘On On’ call in the distance, the thrill and desperation of feeling like a fox on the run!

3: Running the Run
Yes, there is also etiquette here:

• do not compete because races are only for horses or those training for the Olympics;
• when you are on trail, always call ‘On On’ when you see an arrow;
• always respond to strident queries of ‘Are you?’ with equally strident calls of ‘Checking’, ‘On One’, ‘On Two’ or ‘On On’;
• when you see the first arrow on, say, a two-way check, call out ‘On One’, the second arrow ‘On Two’, etc., and only call ‘On On’ when you see the parallel arrows, the words, ‘On On’ or are certain that you are on trail;
• on busy streets, ensure that the FRBs down the false trail hear the ‘On On’ calls when the true trail is found: after all, they are doing you a favour and, once neglected, might not be so generous the next time round;
• When you see cars coming towards the pack, either from in front or behind, call “Hash car”;
• Be especially vigilant with bicycles without lights or bells;
• hold the RG as it is not a race: if you are keen to go home to your loved one, then you might as well have stayed at home to begin with; and
• short-cutting is permitted as it has an honourable tradition in Hash .

 

Run date: 24/11/2014

Hare: Golly

Venue: 4 Trochus Court, Shoal Point

Hashers: 27

 

A beautiful balmy night at the northern beaches for Golly & Raggedy Ann’s run, with the sea breezes blowing gently over the newly acquired Pelican, attached firmly to the roof.  Apparently it’s not going no-where; it is solid god dam concrete!

The Hare advised the run was set in the normal stuff and sent us on on, out and left. Following the trail up the hill and then right towards the beach, that is where you lost me and quite a few other SCB’s so all I can say is that the Run Report given by Who Hasn’t Paid, rated it a 10 out of 10.  By the emptying of sand from sandshoes on their return, I assume the run was mostly sand dunes and beach.

We all pulled up a chair and chatted about dribble until the circle was called.  Once again our Monkee had forgotten the mugs, get your shit together Radish.  Jokes a plenty, from Pea Beau, Pensioner and one from Cummalott.  Charges were almost non-existent; I think Rhonda and Annette were given down downs just because they don’t have Hash names yet.  I believe the Monk was supposed to charge Showus, something about her winnings from the Melbourne Cup Sweep? But he must have decided to keep the money, as he looked a bit sheepish when his good wife Mango reminded him later it was still in his pocket!

We raised our glasses to Tampon (RIP) and one for Golden Showers. Executive lunch was decided to be held at the Blacks Beach Tavern, Zorro let everyone know that  the Xmas Party on the 15^th December, will be at the North Mackay Australian Rules Club, Secret Santa Present $10.00, further information will be sent by email. Next week’s run is from Clubhouse 3 at the Harbour, alias Mackay Fencing, 70 Satellite Crescent.  Hash song was sung with unusual gusto, led by our Choir Master Tarzan and then the circle was closed.

 

Hash Nosh was Steak Burgers/Sandwiches with tomato, lettuce, cheese slices, beetroot accompanied with snags and lots of sauces.  Raggedy Ann thinks she might have to let Golly in the kitchen more often, he done a good job.  After the Nosh our Hare produced a bottle of very nice Port and Tim Tams for us all to have a Tim Tam Slam in honour of our fallen hasher.  Even all our usual water/ teetotaller’s had a go, nice work.  Although Pea Beau made up for anyone who missed out!

Then we waffled some more crap and no one looked like they wanted to go home, Viagra soon put a stop to that by calling last beers!!!!

So we all buggered off.

On On

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