With apologies to anyone having ordinary 1960s dwellings with teak furniture and avocado bathrooms.

Once Slappa had found a satisfactory position to leave her motor in the vast but mainly empty Pig and Whistle car park, Paintball convened the circle. Following this, Smiffo enthusiastically belted off in the right direction, only to be recalled towards the wrong direction, before again returning to the right direction, which in fact he over ran, thus heading in the wrong direction again. The FRBs then located the correct trail up to the top of Brook Street to a held check, and waited for the remainder of the pack to grumble up some half hour later.

After several false trails, the hash eventually found it's way towards the riverside and further false trails in the area previously known as 'Little London', but since given over to ordinary 1960s dwellings with teak furniture and avocado bathrooms.

Then back towards the main town, along the riverside to the newly rebuilt mill, through the churchyard and up to the "NINON" on the High Street. It seems that some local youths had moved the letters around overnight.

Hairy G & Muddy Waters were awarded as deca-runners, the whole Hash shared a couple of pints through straws and Paintball, Bell End (warm beer) and Knobber (speling misstake) were punished with down downs.

ON ON

Knobber and Hairy Gussett