Hey folks. Just to let you know that Spokeys hash is from 15Maristow Ave, exmouth(sy005825). the theme is 'anything goes'
On on. WR
Tuesday, 28 December 2010
Saturday, 25 December 2010
Happy Christmas everyone.
I hope all hashers and non hashers have a great christmas. may it be full of beer and I've for all. WR
Thursday, 16 December 2010
Sorry
I am very sorry that i have not posted in a while. In the real world i have to work and it takes up alot of my time in the silly season.
So Lark's Vomit did do the words for last week and i am posting them now.
| Some 24 runners gathered in the car park (very full car park) on a freezing but warmer night. Lots to be said for the odd town run in bad weather.. “no complaints from anyone” Best was getting there early and watching hashers arrive and play “whacky races” around the car park. Award for the night goes to PP and FF who parked in Tiverton. The usual briefing ensured from Balls Up --- “Flour, on the right, one and on, fish hooks, long short split……then off we go. Apart from Boots who got injured on maneuvers in the Walkabout Pub in Cardiff and Emelda who has a bad ankle Great start to the trail. Up through the cathedral square, and on through the bright Christmas displays on the new fancy and expensive shopping centre. Running past Wagamamas, Café Rouge, Nandos was pretty hard. Full of girls in party dresses getting pissed at Xmas parties. So, here we are, “Hash” loonies out running in the freezing cold while the world get rat arsed! Then it was my turn. An offer I could not refuse. An offer I have dreamed about (mostly wet) for many years. PP asked me if I would like to get into her bright red, thong cut, silky panties (I made no note of details). Who could say no!!!!! Anyway more of this later. More hashers began to arrive…Whoopsie very fetching in pink, Puss and X Bitz brightly coloured and fetching. I had my doubts about Odd Bitz and his orange wig. It just did not match his shell suit…do they still make these? Great to see Strongbow and Woof Woof also there early and tempted to head straight for the pub. Strongbow ran with Woof Woof on his back! Soon a cackle of more hashers arrived,,,Spooky Bitz came as Norah Batty in a fetching pink coat,…Belltoll, Busby,Damp Patch,Balls Up and visitors from Otter H3. Balls Up receives one of his four Birthdays down downs.
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The trail was excellent and Slippery recorded it as 4.75 miles.
Shorts were short, longs ran, regroups kept us together and I missed all the fish hooks. All I needed was for Lilo Lil to be there with her mate Emma and it would have been heaven.
Finally, back in the St Georges “Meeting house” where we all began to warm up and they gave us the gallery upstairs.
Ideal for hashing lots of cheap food served quickly and cheap booze consumed very quickly.
Shorts were short, longs ran, regroups kept us together and I missed all the fish hooks. All I needed was for Lilo Lil to be there with her mate Emma and it would have been heaven.
Finally, back in the St Georges “Meeting house” where we all began to warm up and they gave us the gallery upstairs.
Ideal for hashing lots of cheap food served quickly and cheap booze consumed very quickly.
An ideal night at the end of one of the coldest bits of weather we have had for 40 years.
On On Larks Vomit
On On Larks Vomit
Wednesday, 1 December 2010
words for last week 24.11.10. Whoopsie.
Words – 24th November 2010
Haldon Belvedere car park
Well, after nearly getting away with it, Wide Receiver kindly sprung the words on me about 10 minutes before I left the pub, cheers, although he had just let out a brilliant quote – more on that later!
So, bearing that in mind, I wasn’t spending much of my attention on the trail gathering evidence with which to pad out the words! Most of the trail was spent gossiping – why are you not surprised!
So, we circled up, with virtually everyone layering up with hats, scarves, gloves, 2 pairs in my case! All except Strongbow, obviously he is the only tough one (or mad one) prancing around in SHORTS!
Visitors and newbies were welcomed and the hares: Quick Rukka and Wide Receiver gave us the low-down; which consisted of, amongst other things… 5 long/short splits, sweetie stop (cheer)and… surprise stop, (even bigger cheer!)
So, off we went, many of the back people getting confused with everyone zipping off and calling on-on in all directions. Eventually a consensus was made and the running continued. Buzby found himself at this point, on the wrong side of a ditch, so, in his wisdom decided he was going to leg it down one side and hope the momentum would get him up the other side of the steep bank. Now I did physics at school and vaguely remember something about momentum, so I kind of knew where he was coming from but….. And I was right, it didn’t quite work! On the third try, with a ‘little’ bit of hauling and dragging, he finally made it up that bank!
Then we were off up the hill to the first stop – the surprise stop, of luscious mulled wine – good call on such a night and absolutely fantastic that we didn’t have to wait long for it!
So, trail-wise, it was cold, bloomin freezing actually, on numerous occasions my thoughts were cast back to last year when people were stranded on Haldon Hill, spending the night in their cars, wondering what the hell we were thinking – well, we don’t think, we’re hashers, thinking takes the fun out of it surely!
Cold, but definitely a good one, I found myself part of the walking wounded at the back of the pack, another chance for more gossiping – yay!
Circle-wise, I don’t really know who got down-downs because Screech and I were short-cutters and the circle was nearly over by the time we got there. By the way I don’t really call that much of a short cut, I think maybe we entered a parallel universe and came back twenty minutes later, either that or Wide Receiver doesn’t know his shorts from his longs. But apparently Wide Receiver can’t tell his humans from his farm animals as he did once ‘do it with a sheep’ so believe what you will!
On on til next time, and sorry about the crappy words, but it’s the thought that counts, and I thought about doing a fancy-arse poem, but then chose not too!!! Blame Wide Receiver for leaving it til the last minute,
Whoopsie
Haldon Belvedere car park
Well, after nearly getting away with it, Wide Receiver kindly sprung the words on me about 10 minutes before I left the pub, cheers, although he had just let out a brilliant quote – more on that later!
So, bearing that in mind, I wasn’t spending much of my attention on the trail gathering evidence with which to pad out the words! Most of the trail was spent gossiping – why are you not surprised!
So, we circled up, with virtually everyone layering up with hats, scarves, gloves, 2 pairs in my case! All except Strongbow, obviously he is the only tough one (or mad one) prancing around in SHORTS!
Visitors and newbies were welcomed and the hares: Quick Rukka and Wide Receiver gave us the low-down; which consisted of, amongst other things… 5 long/short splits, sweetie stop (cheer)and… surprise stop, (even bigger cheer!)
So, off we went, many of the back people getting confused with everyone zipping off and calling on-on in all directions. Eventually a consensus was made and the running continued. Buzby found himself at this point, on the wrong side of a ditch, so, in his wisdom decided he was going to leg it down one side and hope the momentum would get him up the other side of the steep bank. Now I did physics at school and vaguely remember something about momentum, so I kind of knew where he was coming from but….. And I was right, it didn’t quite work! On the third try, with a ‘little’ bit of hauling and dragging, he finally made it up that bank!
Then we were off up the hill to the first stop – the surprise stop, of luscious mulled wine – good call on such a night and absolutely fantastic that we didn’t have to wait long for it!
So, trail-wise, it was cold, bloomin freezing actually, on numerous occasions my thoughts were cast back to last year when people were stranded on Haldon Hill, spending the night in their cars, wondering what the hell we were thinking – well, we don’t think, we’re hashers, thinking takes the fun out of it surely!
Cold, but definitely a good one, I found myself part of the walking wounded at the back of the pack, another chance for more gossiping – yay!
Circle-wise, I don’t really know who got down-downs because Screech and I were short-cutters and the circle was nearly over by the time we got there. By the way I don’t really call that much of a short cut, I think maybe we entered a parallel universe and came back twenty minutes later, either that or Wide Receiver doesn’t know his shorts from his longs. But apparently Wide Receiver can’t tell his humans from his farm animals as he did once ‘do it with a sheep’ so believe what you will!
On on til next time, and sorry about the crappy words, but it’s the thought that counts, and I thought about doing a fancy-arse poem, but then chose not too!!! Blame Wide Receiver for leaving it til the last minute,
Whoopsie
Monday, 29 November 2010
reminder and this weeks trail.
Don't forget those who have yet to renew or take up full membership , you have until Dec 1st (this wed) to pay otherwise you will lose your entitlement for subsidy for the Christmas Party.
Please complete the registration form and give payment to Screech.
Anyone wishing to take part in the secret santa (pressie approx £3) I do need to know so i can add you in, ready for the name drawing, please E-mail or facebook ASAP. Thank you PP
This weeks hash
Pines Ridge, Woodbury Common
OD Farm House Inn Exmouth
Hare Odd Bitz
Please complete the registration form and give payment to Screech.
Anyone wishing to take part in the secret santa (pressie approx £3) I do need to know so i can add you in, ready for the name drawing, please E-mail or facebook ASAP. Thank you PP
This weeks hash
Pines Ridge, Woodbury Common
OD Farm House Inn Exmouth
Hare Odd Bitz
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
Words for 17.11.10
Damp Patches Birthday Trail.
Bradninch car park.
On Down The White Lion.
The ISCA mud song….. (sung to the tune of the hippopotamus song)
Bold ISCA hashers went hashing one night.
From the car park of Bradninch.
Circling up with instructions for the off
By the light of the evening stars
Away up the hilltop we started to run
Along through the village and up through the verge,
along a nice field and onto the road
And then Whoopsie did slide on….
Chorus:]Mud, mud, glorious mud[Soft Break]Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood[Soft Break]So follow me follow, down to the hollow[Soft Break]And there let me wallow in glorious mud[Soft Break]
Stix Enticed us through a field filled with cows
We ran from the hill top above
Balls up got dragged down a hole but
Tiptoeing fast we did slide
From the field
Giggling a laughing away
Across to another Long short split
Odd Bitz fart repelled, along through the track
And lifted his cheek once again
Chorus:]Mud, mud, glorious mud[Soft Break]Nothing quite like it for cooling the blood[Soft Break]So follow me follow, down to the hollow[Soft Break]And there let me wallow in glorious mud
And then ISCA hashers we did convene
For sweets and snacks in the park
I wonder now what I am to say of the scene
Painted Pussy got stuck,
Her bum in a swing
With an ear slitting squeek
And then we continued on
Up and away
Up through the tracks and streams
And back to the start again….
Chorus:
Find the song on : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1QW85kfakJc&feature=related
I would like to add as the words to the song would not allow me to say how well laid the trail was and how great the sweet stop was!
So thank you to Damp Patch and A Little Pissed for a fabulous trail and a wonderful night!
Down Downs went to:
The Hares : A Little Pissed & Damp Patch
Virgins & Visitors:Gale, Zoro and another gentleman whom I cannot remember your name ….sorry!
Back on Form:Spoky Bitz
Pongo Poo Awarded to:Painted Pussy for her swing experience!
Fish hook miser:Bell toll
On-On
Puss in Bootless
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