Hash Trash - Run 164

RUN: 164
DATE: 19th October 2014
LOCATION: Tits's Gaff
HARES: Tits, Up for It, Hose Polisher
SCRIBE: Old Banger

Oh boy it was a breezy one! All arrived and after admiring Tits's gaff and Up For It's activities on the cooking front, started socialising. In fact everyone was chatting so much we got chilly and had to chivvy up the GM to start the circle. We chose a nice sunny spot and despite the circle starting late, there were still a number of latecomers! Gobshite stepped into the breech or rather breeches of Hose Handler (please come back soon), and carried out the role of GM in his imitable fashion (please please come back soon). So the acting GM decided that Shitter should get the down down for FRB even though Lightfoot had lightfooted his way back first on the last run. The Hares were invited into the circle to tell us that the route was flat – ha, ha! The GM then went on to set us three questions, I didn't have my notebook with me so don't expect me to tell you what they were! However, a bottle of wine was at stake, so he said although we never saw it. Answers were to be given at the end of the run and the first hasher with all three correct would receive the wine.
The RA welcomed Virgins and Returnees. Doggy Style requested that Lawrence (latecomer, returnee and son of Stalker and Happy) should be named and so he was given the naming hat.

Oh boy, it was still breezy or was it the GM being windy? Well, whatever – off we went......

The route took us through a few sitesi's, up hills and down steps. Fabulous views and the opportunity to shop in Migros. Despite the wind having blown a lot of the flour away everyone made it back without getting lost. Have I mentioned the wind?? Apparently it's only going to get worse! In fact I can report it was so windy that Cunard's Queen Elizabeth could not dock at the port in Bodrum on Sunday morning, despite several attempts. Anyhow no-one got blown away and we all gathered back at Tits's place with the scent of curry assailing our nostrils...... but before that, we just had to have the circle.

And so we gathered, although as there was so much chatting it took a while. The Hares received traditional abuse and a down down for setting such a bad trail. Down downs followed for a private party, virgins, returnees, misnamers and the latecomers. The latecomers played dirty by using baby Fergus as the excuse for being late – tut, tut. Was someone wearing pink?? I think the shoes were deemed to be a light shade of orange but some argued, salmon pink! Stalker was called into the circle to celebrate his 50th and was awarded the mug. Lawrence (also father to Fergus) was then bought in for his naming ceremony. Much discussion followed and suggestions were made – Blizzard, Camel Toe (yes, CV only one toe), and Big Daddy. Just at the final vote Doggy Style shouted out Humper which received overwhelming support - welcome Humper! Isn't it nice that Happy now has a Stalker and Humper in the family?

Somewhere in all of this the GM bought up the questions he had set us. As no-one had given him any answers a few brave souls gave it a go then and there. A dispute followed on the last answer (life is too short to go into detail) but as Doggy Style and Legs Eleven gave the right answer to questions 1 and 2, they got to share the bottle of wine. Lucky them!

The circle was closed and so we leapt over the garden railings towards those heady spicy scents. Fabulous food (puddings too!) and ambiance, thank you Hares!