Run No. 582 13th October 2002

The Chequers, Pulloxhill

Runners:  23
Mutts:  -
Ankle Biters:  -
Knitting Circle:  -
Apres:  -
Newies/Returnees:  -

Saturday morning dawned, and it was chucking it down with rain, so we decided to lay the run with sawdust. We ended up laying the run in glorious sunshine, so we could have used Tesco's best after all. Never mind, it was good to see an old friend again, even if the damn stuff does get under your contact lenses.

Sunday morning, arrived at the pub to find that the gates to the car park were shut. (Didn't want to run from there anyway - it looked like a grotty pub, but it wasn't so bad after all).

The circle was called, and we welcomed back the Interhashers from India (including Underlay who goes from injury to injury, bless 'er), also Shaggy made a return from darkest Sandy. The Hares were pleased to see a good turnout, and after instructions the pack looked for the on.

The run was probably the best run Pongo had ever been on, as you will know if you were there, and if you weren't - WHY NOT!! The most memorable part was the neat rows of horse poo all in a line - how do they get them to do that?, Florence was heard to ask F Ka Duck. Then it was ON-INN to the circle.

There seemed to be several Senior Moments, notably by Pongo for forgetting the Hares, and White Rabbit for forgetting that she had just spent three weeks in India with Bell End. Shagpile and White Rabbit again, for forgetting the Hashits. Shaggy was suitably reprimanded for sex with Ebony (F Ka Duck repeated that Ebony had mentioned that Shaggy wasn't her best lover, but definitely the quickest!). Pooper also got a down down for sex with himself. Pecker, having made real efforts to get to the run via bike and car, got awarded the dress for his troubles. Flo got an undeserved down-down for misguiding the Hash by putting arrows in the wrong direction again (well I've got to fool Shaggy somehow - Flo). Most of the down-down accidentally landed on the landlord's mut, who just happened to be standing too close at the time.

Last, but not least, Andy (yet to be named, hint hint RA!) [Andy Ashcroft, named Major Cripplecock the following week - Archive Ed] reached his deca award, and Screamer reached her 50th run (wot, no tankard!).

On-On to The Tudor Oaks at Astwick.
F' Ka Duck and Flo xx