Observations and Misdemeanor's
Of A to B Hash No 100 and something!
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23 hardy hashers
circled up at Plympton Health Centre car park expecting the worst, as previous
January hashes laid by Thats Crap included rain, hail, snow and plague of
locusts.
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Scribe
volunteered (coerced) into position.
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RA'ing duties
awarded to TC by himself, To ensure truly impartial summing up of hash.
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Normal rubbish
from Hares regarding distances and amount of flour used. Some comment about
She's Ready and her mouth !
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Virgin A to B
hasher Boaty Mc Boatface suffering nervous tension, but reluctant to visit
local toilets due to distance. Whisperer happy to extend his Strava miles with
run and back from WC's, necessitated by earlier drinking !
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All bags dropped
safely into bag car, always important to have clothes at point B.
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Hash started
with nice run around a park taking in a
small copse that appeared to double as a local crack den.
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Moonflower, on
arriving late, proceeds to carry all her belongings onto hash, concerened
hashers were worried that she appeared to be carrying a small child in her
rucksack.
Thats Crap, being the Gentleman he is,
offered to hold moonflowers
rucksack, enabling her to run off.
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Bell Toll was
heard moaning that the shorts were in fact longer than the longs, (never
believe the hares !) clearly the shorts needed extra mile training.
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Tripple Top, in
his eagerness to “win” the hash misses TC's impromptu Re Group, organised with
his mother who played the part of the damsel in distress stuck in the mud.
(What was she actully thinking of taking her car down that track ?)
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Gaffer, running
on home turf and knowing the lay of the land (never straying far from TC's
house) took to hiding behind trees and using his full commando training to
avoid getting his shoes muddy.
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Paperwork, true
to form, encounters a code brown and has to seek out a tree to perform duties,
trying to avoid the one Gaffer is hiding behind.
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Virgin Boaty now
in full swing, goes all Rambo and rips his top, ties his buff into a bandana
and smears mud all over his face.
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Dim-Wit on being
pressganged into scribe duties is now convinced TC has a vendetta agaist him
and a down down is a formality.
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Whisperer, now
feeling the effects of cumalative beer consumption falls over, citing rough
terrain and lack of correct risk assesments from the hares.
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Flage-No-Lay
having been left behind on the mountainous climbing section, shorts cuts to the
first beer stop, enabling her to get first dibs on the cakes.
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Hashers on
arriving at point B are directed back to the bag car, that appears to be parked
in a car park not unlike point A.
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Bilko having
spent too long drinking in the pub at point B, reluctantly makes her way back
to the bag car, to find that She's Ready has got bored and gone home for a
shower, after much searching she returns to point B minus bag and soaking wet
due to impromptu downpour.
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Overall a very
good hash with plenty of shiggy, water and good banter.
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Anyone else
wonder how TC's small bottle of flour never ran out when he was sweeping ? Dark
forces at work.
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Down Downs were
awarded to ( I think)
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Hares TC and SR
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Moonflower for
leaving TC holding the bag
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Gaffer for
playing hide and seek
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Virgin Boaty for
going all Macho
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Bilko for moaning
about luggage
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Bell Toll for
treating hash as a race
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Hairy Mollusc for
tactical showering
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And for some
strange reason, Flage-No-Lay and Dim-Wit were awarded iced water down down's,
due to Flage stating that no-one could beat her in a gulping contest.
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ON ON Dimmers
