Awards night words.

AWARDS NIGHT 26TH JANUARY 2011
 
Last week was Isca awards night, and I got one of them
Scribe of the year I heard you cheer – so here I go again.
 
It started off a normal run - Great Western by the station
Through the streets of Exeter fantastic hash location,
The air that night was freezing cold, brass monkeys were around
We parked the car out on the road ‘cos car park cost £4!
Next to arrive was Spocky bitz, - On pavement parked his wheels
“Put your hands up” Bell Toll shouts “so we can order meals”
Beer and a curry for a fiver I think ill eat tonight
(I hadn’t eaten much all day so I knew I’d be alright!)
We gathered round and circled up was good to see so many
Out came Peanut from the pub (shed been to spend a penny!)
The trail of course was excellent - laid by Stix in flour
All on the right and clearly marked. It took about an hour
Off we all ran towards the town, and checking as we went
Some ran along and some went up - Which was the way he meant
Street lights lit our way en-route to Iron Bridge, that night
No time to stop and purchase trainers (although Imelda might)
Down the steps then up a hill to street Bartholomew
Near picture house, (just one seat left for me and Number 2!)
We’d try to see the Kings speech there, I’ll recommend to you
To see this film, a brilliant one - but book it at the Vue!!
Gravity took us the meandering route, through people lying dead
At re-group told now run the long or take the short instead…..
which ran along the river bank, the sweet stop we did reach
where waiting there with number 2, was Buzby and Screech.
Over the river, along the Quay and back towards the town
FF and PP driving past shout “see you at On Down”
Back at the cars we changed our clothes, the athletes checked their time
But I don’t care how long I took, I need larger and lime……
to accompany my chicken curry, at a price I could afford
we gobbled up then went upstairs to see who gets what award.
 
We sat in lines all formally - front table Bell Toll and Stix
Old awardees open envelopes - Larks Vomit takes the pics
It started out quite orderly polite claps for girls and boys
But laughter, shouts and whistles soon we’re making too much noise
Complaints below and from above, people asleep in bed
Barmaid sent upstairs to say “Please whisper now instead!!!”
It wasn’t easy to keep quiet ‘cos cheers they were deservin’
A popular harriet, lovely PP  got voted Vestal Virgin
 
Wide Receiver then was voted Centurion of the year
Well deserved, a brilliant hasher, had enormous cheer
 
Newcomer went to Lilo Lill, (voted by the males)
FF and PP got a shirt for laying the best trails
 
The On Down of the year went to Topsham Rugby Club
The food is great, the welcome friendly – better than a pub
 
Gm’s award to Night Screecher for doing more than all
And Woof Woof gets the toilet seat to hang up on her wall.
 
And not forgetting little me  - I drank my yard of beer
But we are All special hashers and we All make a special year!
 
On on Soapy xxx
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
                                                       
 
 
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