Monday 30 April 2007
Run: 1197
Venue: Dar Yacht Club beach banda
Host: Old Mother Reilly and Prawn
Hares: Neander Shorty and Alililililililya

What a great venue the beach banda is - shame it’s in the Yacht Club or we could use it more often. (The YC ‘powers that be’ have decreed that we cannot provide our own drinks, even though we buy all the food.) The bottled beer and soda costs are actually not too bad, but wine is a killer.

A good pack gathered to celebrate the departure of the good ship Amarula and all who sail in Her. Preparations for anchor weighing apparently left little time for trail laying, so NeanderShorty bravely stepped in and ran as a live hare, which was a novelty for the packs. Amazingly good cooperation between NS and Alilil...ya meant that the walkers and runners actually joined up at three points, allowing some swopping of exercise levels - the running pack definitely dwindled as it progressed.

A beer stop was promised and delivered. Dar HHH held the first ever garden party at the new house of a very prominent ex politician (courtesy of the GM who was not slow to see the promotional possibilities of showing off his business product to such a wealthy, discerning and influential group as the DHHH pack - you never know when we might place an order for such a house for ourselves).

Some wading along the coast or some track running (and apparently even two swimmers) - depending on your chosen route - led the hounds back to the DYC and the on in.

A shopping frenzy developed briefly at the hash haberdashery, slightly delaying the circle, but Wet Dream eventually got our attention and proceedings started with the ANNOUNCEMENTS :

- Bagamoyo team registration must be completed by next Monday 7 May or else !
- Mismanagement subcommmittee for the Bagamoyo Run will meet on Wed 2 May at GM’s house, 6pm
- World Food programme walk
- NEXT WEEKS RUN will be hosted by Beeper Tits at the Holiday Inn, assisted by Head Gasket.

And the hares, and the hares .... got remarkably little attention considering the great job. Candy Man thought the walk was too long and too dark ??; whereas Chicken Shit apparently saw the runners three times and thought the run was way too long. Hey ho - talk about hard to please, well done the hares.

Our full time RA BothWays (in one of her rare appearances) strutted her stuff in a crop top and the hash shit PVC miniskirt, with a whip of her kanga to get the attention. It was noted by some that none of the attire bore the required hash insignia - but she maintained that it appeared on her underwear. Despite a polite request from the circle to prove it, we were left to assume our RA would not lie to us ??

‘Father Abraham’ stirred the lethargic troops into action, with a fine operatic voice unexpectedly issueing from Mr S’thole when he was called in to assist for the power of two. He is known to be attending a Bolshoi ballet evening with Nasty Pasty very soon - perhaps they’re striving to introduce a cultured image to the DarHHH - some chance mate.

Having refused to show us her hash pants, the RA then took to task hounds without hash t-shirts, followed by the departing ex RA’s (Prawn and RoomService) dispensing down downs to a mixed bag of returnees and departees who were on their knees and bent over backwards. A small amount of spillage may have occurred.

Six hash virgins were given to Prawn to deal with, as a special treat for him, before the full departing Amarula crew (Prawn, OldMotherReilly, SeamanStains and RoomService) were blessed with warm Safari by the circle. ‘We are sailing’ a la BothWays, finished her spot, with some pretty remarkable ad libbing as she made up appropriate words for the occassion.

The GM called attention to Prawn again (one last time, apart from next week when they will probably all be back temporarily to do it again) as he will reach the grand old age of sixty, fifty nine, fifty eight .. take your pick - before the next run. All the oldies joined him for a thanksgiving down down.

Last two weeks HASH SHIT was MrS, and he not only hadn’t discarded the regalia after the previous weeks lesson, but truely ran with the gear in place, and generally was a well behaved shit. However he needed new nominations to take over the mantle, and so he was quick to propose Pinochio for his invitation to a raging rave up party last week, which never happened; NeanderShorty was suggested, as he has piked out of his stand in role as beermaster for the past two weeks; Tanya potentially was to suffer for using a phone and having sex on the hash, but was eliminated with a warning down down due to her virginal status; and F’ing Nobody was nominated for being so noisy and never shutting up.
With the usual aplomb the three became two when FN gathered only a meager cheer, leaving true democracy to decide between a false party promiser or an underachieving assistant beermaster. Congrats to Pinochio.

Swing Low, with virgins, and demonstrated by Chicken Shit, completed the formalities before Pinochio unfortunately had to wait to lead the pack to the trough. But the food was tasty, good and plentiful when it did reach us, even allowing for the unexpectedly large numbers.

The Holiday Inn have a reputation for good food which they will want to maintain, so don’t miss the run next week. See you there.

ON ON

Squire L
Scribe to THE HASH