Run 894 - East Hanney
Run: 894
Date: Tuesday, 29 September 2009
Venue: Black Horse, East Hanney
Hare(s): Eric & Lemony Snicket
Hounds: Lonely, Bootsy & Coco, Rear Admiral, Nora Batty, Pressganger & Meg, Monkey Whisperer, Gnome Alone, Village Idiot, Hoody, Wimpey, Buzz, Pure Fantasy, CS Gas, Rubber Sole, Penny Pitstop, Shoveller, Becider & Hattie, Preppy, Stiffy, Twitcher, Golden Shower, Pink Udders, Hairy Biker, Julian, Michelle and Clive (the dog)
Scribe: Twitcher
Judging by the turnout there’s evidently nothing worth watching on TV on a Tuesday evening. Twenty seven hashers and 4 canines was totally unexpected for the last hash in September. But all were there and raring to go by 7 pm. All accept the GM that is. Even CS Gas was there early and sweating like a porcine plodder. Seems he had already been for a run around the village. Something to do with preparing for the Nice Marathon in November. There then ensued a discourse between CS and Gnome Alone about “if I’d known you were going to run here from Didcot I wouldn’t have brought my car” etc. If anyone needs more info about the Nice run, please see one of the afore mentioned or Lonely.
Penny and Shoveller were waxing lyrical about their recent jaunt to Poland with Jay Wax, Baldrick et al. Seems it was a real good time and Shoveller said he would love to go back soon. Keep us informed if you decide to put on another please Jay Wax.
Anyway, in their haste to get things moving the Hares gave a quick briefing and called the on just as Golden Shower was arriving. I won’t try to describe the route as I wasn’t fitted with a GPS and if you want to know where we went then you should have been there! Just to say that Lemony and Eric kept the trail fairly short and flat but through and around some pleasant and varied trails by the river, across fields and through woods. I wouldn’t say it was an easy trail but Nora Batty was observed having a sneaky ciggy half way round. I like your style girl. Also, it didn’t seem to overly task Pressganger who was on her first hash since July and her foot operation. Nice to see you back in action Carolyn.
There was a certain amount of confusion at one stage when the front runners (no names – no pack drill) called the “On” on the wrong trail and the Hares’ little helpers, Hoody and Village Idiot, laid their arrows in the wrong direction. It was like the Clapham Junction rail crash as returning hashers collided with outbound runners coming in the opposite direction in the dark. But it’s all good fun! Shortly after we came upon Lonely about half a mile from the end dressed in jacket, shirt and trousers. Seems his running kit is still in the wash after Poland.
Finally we arrived back at the pub one hour after the off and all agreed that it had been a most enjoyable romp. Thanks to the Hares for laying on the golden sunset half way round. Being such a warm evening everyone sat outside under the marquee.
The GM gave his usual Harsh Words and welcomed the newcomers Julian and Michelle, friends of CS I believe, (with dog Clive) and Bootsy’s new puppy Coco. He also thanked everyone for turning out and reminisced about how Didcot used to get 8 or 9 runners in the middle of summer when the kids were on school holiday, if we were lucky!
Naming: This was Keith’s third run so he was given his hash handle – Hairy Biker. Reason should be obvious if you have met Keith.
And finally: the chips. On the Fritter Scale they were force 10. And in quantities we could not manage. It is the first time I have seen chips left over at the end. I don’t suppose this could have had anything to do with the absence of Plod could it?
Twitcher