Run Date: 18th September, 2017
Run No #1929
Hare: Mango & Pensioner
Venue: 12 Douglas Cres. Rural View
Hashers: Lots
Well here we all were again, high on the mountain top overlooking the Rural View at the McKenzie Castle. By the time I arrived, the Hash Piss was in place, the chairs were out and the pack was telling lies in the back yard.
The Hare, Pensioner, ordered us all to the front driveway for the instructions and pre run breefing, and after explaining to us our defence should some disgruntal home owner approach us on the run…..we were off down the hill. No Tounger, however Lassie took over the job of last to arrive, parked the car and locked it up just in time to latch on to the pack as we wooshed past.
A very entertaining walk/run unfolded, marked with pretty purple chalk, that took us around the environs of Rural View. There were parts and pathways that I did not even know existed. JCF got lucky on the walk and got caught up with an old root. I spotted a back pack on Mangoes back two thirds of the way through the trail, which made me worry about how far we were really going to go. She explained to me that she carried water and a chocky bar in case it was needed, but she assured me that we were not going that far……phewwww.
On back home, the SCB’s were all seated and into the refreshments. Cash was collected and nibblies were brought out. The circle was formed, but before we could proceed, JCF asked Raggerty to step forward and explain the fungus growing inside the down down mug. Instantly the finger was pointed at Golly and accusations were traded. I know for sure that Gollies GT would be cleaner then the mug.
The Hare was given a down down, then another, then another until he refused to play any more. Jokes were told and other stuff happened, the song was sung and the nosh was produced. And what a tasty Lamb stew it was too. The old family recepy from the Scottish Highlands proved to be a hit with us all… yummmmmo. Teflon took a long time to cum, but did eventually, and who would have believed that a red head would have a black fluffy one. Yes the new puppie arrived on the leash, and made itself known to all. Main course was followed by Tim Tams and more beers. My lift arrived so I had to piss off. A good night was had.
Next weeks run will be from Toungers Man Cave, down the driveway of 12 Hill End Road, Glenella.
BREASTROKE would like anyone who has photos from the annual run at Finch Hatton to put them on to a memory stick and give them to her, so she can compile an album for the Hash. You will get your memory stick back. Every little bit will help please.
That’s all folks,
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