Run # 768

Monday 22nd May 2006

The Fox, Pirton

Hares: Count Roadkill & Lady P

HASHERS: 18  APRES: 3  NEWIES/RETURNEES: 0  MUTTS: 0

How rewarding for your hares that after twice laying flour, only to see rain fall on each occasion, so many hashers turned out in what The Times described as The European Monsoon to face the cold wind and rains of Pirton. The real shame is that it is such a pretty trail on a sunny day.

After Knobber lead a brief tour of the village featuring excellent hashing by Private Parts, who found a bar in the middle of a field, it was Capt F who lead us SE and up to the first of many numbered checks so enjoyed by G-String and his disciples. On toward High Down Ho and the early "we hope it's a shortcut" where Lady P allowed Flo, Gorjoyce and Skidmark to venture into uncharted territory known as Tingley Wood: they made it back to the pub relatively undespoiled to the great relief of the hares. Down a steep and slippery slope to a pointless check (pointless but for the number inside it) and across the B4929 to Old Wellbury where the meadows made it clear we are in the midst of one of the wettest droughts in history. And Screamer screamed at a stray rabbit's head.

Through a well planted field to a numbered check and an explanation from Dock Leaf of her name (apparently she is employed to beat Tory MPs with stinging nettles and is named after one of the measures she can use if they don't obey the Whips) - in the presence of the RA who ignored both the W word and the numbered check, so hard was he concentrating on weather control. Back to re-cross the B6969 and yet another number in a circle about which Airscrew & Co were now beginning to quibble.

A long and slippery lane lead straight back to the village so most FRBs missed the sight of White Rabbit landing on her tail but arrived in Pirton to hear the church bells strike 8:30, dry themselves and order a pint of Deuchars.

Overflo shunned the chance to show excess bottle by calling the circle inside where both RAs conspired to award down-downs to Big Blouse, MLP, Screamer and your long suffering hare for a variety of obscure reasons before Knobber held the circle enraptured by an amusing story for about 40 minutes and Shagpile gave us a quickie. The GM then presented Apres Pongo with a model head (there must be a word for that: I can only think of bust) complete with rug - which made him look much more like Boris than our picture shows. Something to do with him threatening to move away and reminding him of Exeter. All very cryptic.

On On to Plympton

Count Roadkill and Lady P

HASHIT: COUNT ROADKILL