So Uncle Gerry gives the write up to someone who is not a member and really doesn’t know anyone’s name…. I guess this is just another example of hash disorganisation at its finest, so we’ll muddle through in true hash style!

  The hash squeezed itself into the crowded Rodborough Common car park, Milford, with a hint of drizzle in the air, and a moment of silence for departed hashers called to the great RV in the sky; and then we were off.

  The run ran through pleasant mixed countryside with plenty of marks. The walking group, of which I was a member, stayed pretty much together, with the exception of Wasser, who clearly knew the area. The checks seemed to do their job pretty well and I remember the front runners coming thru the walkers several times. Then, to everyone’s great delight we came upon the drinks stop, again with the pack coming in pretty much together. Well done hares! The drinks were unidentifiable, but tasted wonderful. My first taste of booze with gold leaf inside!

  Then we were off again with short-cutters heading straight up the road, and the real trail heading off to the right; but then what would I know about that?

  By the time we got back to the bucket and heavy drizzle had begun, so we gathered under a convenient tree at the insistence of Bigfoot, as usual. Down-downs were awarded to hares for an excellent run, and being starstruck by meeting Penelope Keith during the trail setting; the glow of celebrity bathing us all in its aura. Further down-downs were awarded to a few others, with the final DD being for a canine-related event, prompting a rendition of ‘The Dogs’ from yours truly.

  We then all headed off to the Pub ‘The Refectory’, with the exception of Head Boy, whose car was stuck in the Mud! The Pub was a large affair with lots of folks enjoying Sunday lunch. We, however were situated in a large tent in the garden, which was warm enough, and most of the hash were able to squeeze around a large table making for a convivial Atmosphere. All in all an excellent event!

 On-On-On was courtesy of Growler & The Boundah who kindly invited the assembled hashers to their nearby abode for further refreshment.

  And so it was.
  On on
  Machinist