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URL:https://www.sh4.org.uk/events/hash-1236-6pm-start/
SUMMARY:South Hams H4 Hash 1236- 6pm Start - Royal Oak
DESCRIPTION:Our First Hash of 2020 and as it's a holiday it will be a 6 pm 
 Start! Parking in Village Hall CP if allowed! (hares to check)\n\n\n\n\n\n
 \n\n\n\n\n\n\nThe words according to Hekyll\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\
 n\n\n\n\n\n\nWords from the New Year’s Day Hash\, Malarborouough\nSo the
 re I was\, lying gratefully in the bath soothing my aching limbs\, thought
 s drifting here and there and all of a sudden\, Troughie poked me – I kn
 ow\, doesn’t bear thinking about... \n“‘Ang on\, ‘ang on”\, he 
 said\, “Who was the scribe at the New Year’s Day hash?” I cast my mi
 nd back: Hmmm\, no GM Rear Entry\, no ex-GM  Overshot\, no Flage-No-Lay\,
  in fact no-one piping up “we need a scribe\, B’s and C’s” althoug
 h Running Late honked his horn and Shirtlifter did a fine job of calling t
 he hash to order\, leaving Goolie speechless - until the down-downs at lea
 st. \nBut nope\, no mention of a scribe\, which would have meant leaving 
 a fine hash unrecorded\, so here I go\, out of the bath and stepping into 
 the scriberly breech...\nThe 6pm start confused me\, don’t know about an
 yone else\, although our car occupants\, Low-t-arse (of whom more later)\,
  Py and a more-than-slightly hungover Jyde were all equally nonplussed\, w
 hat with it being dark and all\; 6pm is pretty much like 7.30 at this time
  of year. Nevertheless we made it to the start\, meeting up with intrepid 
 walkers Pinky\, Cow Pat and Twisted Sister who\, eschewing the simple 6 lo
 ng\, 4 short and 2 walkers did their own bespoke 7.5 mile trail from Hope 
 Cove – true hashers if you ask me\; who needs flour anyway...\n...certai
 nly the hares didn’t\, we reckon something short of a single bag was use
 d to lay the trail by the ever decorous Filth and her sidekick for the eve
 ning\, Sex Wax. There were a significant number of virgins and visitors fr
 om London\, (which later in the pub turned out to be Cirencester – I kno
 w\, I’m terribly confused too) and whose names were associated with goat
 s and other oddities too risky to mention in case I get them wrong and mis
 represent them. \nTalking of misrepresentations\, RA for the evening Gool
 ie did his usual fine job of misrepresenting everything that had happened.
  As a walker\, I cannot account for what went on\, other than at the drink
  stop\, where I imbibed a glorious Bailey’s hot chocolate and enjoyed th
 e sight of a few dozen torches coming over the horizon as the longs and sh
 orts hooted hollered and on-on’d their way down the hill. I didn’t see
  the bras either and no-one could tell me why they were there\, so I asked
  Google and it told me of a fence in New Zealand where four women returnin
 g in high spirits from a party hung their bras on a fence as a ‘gift’ 
 to passing drivers and the idea took off – maybe Malborough should be sp
 elt Malbra in honour of this fine tradition.\nBack at the pub\, it seemed 
 that most of the longs and shorts got lost\, with the notable exception of
  the aforementioned Low-t-arse who\, together with co-lost-causer Barbarel
 la managed not only to not get lost but also arrive back at the pub before
  9pm! That was partly because we ALL got back before 9pm on account of sta
 rting at 6 and also on account of the hash being quite easy to find for th
 em\, which was quite surprising given the flour-less nature of the trail. 
 What is it about those 2\, maybe in their efforts to not follow the trail\
 , they inadvertently followed it\, I don’t know. I also don’t know if 
 they were still wearing their bras by the end of the run.\nThe lovely Rizz
 o was celebrated for entering her 40's – from the perspective I find mys
 elf at\, this now counts as just leaving childhood\, so don’t worry Rizz
 o\, it’s no biggie\, there’s far worse to come. Gaffer got a down-down
  for earning his SH4 100 runs shirt and for being amiable\, and a virgin w
 as awarded one\, took a sip and gave up. She’ll never last the distance.
  Sex Wax cheated as usual and drank half hers before her cue\, Rizzo still
  won by a country mile.\nThanks to the hares for the trail\, in particular
  the Bailey’s hot chocolate. Don’t know if they still had their bras o
 n at that point either.\nOnon\, Hekkel :)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n - Our First Hash
  of 2020 and as it's a holiday it will be a 6 pm Start! Parking in Village
  Hall CP if allowed! (hares to check)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nThe words a
 ccording to Hekyll\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\nWords from t
 he New Year’s Day Hash\, Malarborouough\nSo there I was\, lying grateful
 ly in the bath soothing my aching limbs\, thoughts drifting here and there
  and all of a sudden\, Troughie poked me – I know\, doesn’t bear think
 ing about... \n“‘Ang on\, ‘ang on”\, he said\, “Who was the scr
 ibe at the New Year’s Day hash?” I cast my mind back: Hmmm\, no GM Rea
 r Entry\, no ex-GM  Overshot\, no Flage-No-Lay\, in fact no-one piping up
  “we need a scribe\, B’s and C’s” although Running Late honked his
  horn and Shirtlifter did a fine job of calling the hash to order\, leavin
 g Goolie speechless - until the down-downs at least. \nBut nope\, no ment
 ion of a scribe\, which would have meant leaving a fine hash unrecorded\, 
 so here I go\, out of the bath and stepping into the scriberly breech...\n
 The 6pm start confused me\, don’t know about anyone else\, although our 
 car occupants\, Low-t-arse (of whom more later)\, Py and a more-than-sligh
 tly hungover Jyde were all equally nonplussed\, what with it being dark an
 d all\; 6pm is pretty much like 7.30 at this time of year. Nevertheless we
  made it to the start\, meeting up with intrepid walkers Pinky\, Cow Pat a
 nd Twisted Sister who\, eschewing the simple 6 long\, 4 short and 2 walker
 s did their own bespoke 7.5 mile trail from Hope Cove – true hashers if 
 you ask me\; who needs flour anyway...\n...certainly the hares didn’t\, 
 we reckon something short of a single bag was used to lay the trail by the
  ever decorous Filth and her sidekick for the evening\, Sex Wax. There wer
 e a significant number of virgins and visitors from London\, (which later 
 in the pub turned out to be Cirencester – I know\, I’m terribly confus
 ed too) and whose names were associated with goats and other oddities too 
 risky to mention in case I get them wrong and misrepresent them. \nTalkin
 g of misrepresentations\, RA for the evening Goolie did his usual fine job
  of misrepresenting everything that had happened. As a walker\, I cannot a
 ccount for what went on\, other than at the drink stop\, where I imbibed a
  glorious Bailey’s hot chocolate and enjoyed the sight of a few dozen to
 rches coming over the horizon as the longs and shorts hooted hollered and 
 on-on’d their way down the hill. I didn’t see the bras either and no-o
 ne could tell me why they were there\, so I asked Google and it told me of
  a fence in New Zealand where four women returning in high spirits from a 
 party hung their bras on a fence as a ‘gift’ to passing drivers and th
 e idea took off – maybe Malborough should be spelt Malbra in honour of t
 his fine tradition.\nBack at the pub\, it seemed that most of the longs an
 d shorts got lost\, with the notable exception of the aforementioned Low-t
 -arse who\, together with co-lost-causer Barbarella managed not only to no
 t get lost but also arrive back at the pub before 9pm! That was partly bec
 ause we ALL got back before 9pm on account of starting at 6 and also on ac
 count of the hash being quite easy to find for them\, which was quite surp
 rising given the flour-less nature of the trail. What is it about those 2\
 , maybe in their efforts to not follow the trail\, they inadvertently foll
 owed it\, I don’t know. I also don’t know if they were still wearing t
 heir bras by the end of the run.\nThe lovely Rizzo was celebrated for ente
 ring her 40's – from the perspective I find myself at\, this now counts 
 as just leaving childhood\, so don’t worry Rizzo\, it’s no biggie\, th
 ere’s far worse to come. Gaffer got a down-down for earning his SH4 100 
 runs shirt and for being amiable\, and a virgin was awarded one\, took a s
 ip and gave up. She’ll never last the distance. Sex Wax cheated as usual
  and drank half hers before her cue\, Rizzo still won by a country mile.\n
 Thanks to the hares for the trail\, in particular the Bailey’s hot choco
 late. Don’t know if they still had their bras on at that point either.\n
 Onon\, Hekkel :)\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
CATEGORIES:Hash Trails
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