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BBC Report
Aberdeen Hash 25th Anniversary – 23 January 2008
Its 11.00am on the 23 day of the first month of the 25th year. And so, from my vantage point high above Tyrebagger Hill car park, I can look down as Aberdeen hashers quietly assemble for this momentous hashing occasion - yes, the 25th anniversary run of Aberdeen Hash.
As the clouds scurry overhead in the fresh January air, I hear the GM gently calling the assembled hashers together with the ceremonial call “Gather round you bastards”. Bedecked in traditional hash finery, all tastefully trimmed in silver baking foil, the hashers slowly shuffle into a perfectly formed circle.
A hush settles amongst those gathered. The GM, the most honourable Dicky Bird, solemnly opens proceedings by welcoming those assembled to this auspicious gathering. The RA, the most holy Numbskull, welcomes the numerous visiting and new, hashers. And now, the Hare, the most venereal Aids, steps forward to announce the start of the 25th anniversary run.
And so they leave through soft morning light. I see Cannae be Arsed leading the pack with a softly spoken “OnOn” call. I see hash ancients Penguin, Sir, and White Trash stumble forward as they wheeze along slow yard by slow yard. I see Olymprik head off in the opposite direction. I see Harley interneting hash subscriptions into his 2008 holiday account. I also see the girlie walkie talkers aimlessly wander off while still maintaining unflickering eye contact as they debate yet again, who said what to who and when, what they really meant when they said it, and why they maybe said what they did, and what they really meant to say when they might have said what they did, when they said what they did to some one else, maybe.
At the woodland beer check I can just see thirst quenching beer and champagne being passed round. And now, yes, I can just hear the dulcet tones of the traditional Aberdeen hash chant “Father Abraham” drifting though the morning air, led by choir master Little Shit.
And so, having returned back to the historical car park, proceedings continue with the distribution of prized ceremonial remembrance awards - woolly hats and iced sponge cake.
The GM now steps forward again - the circle reforms – further hash awards are given:
- Hippo - for failing to join his fellow hashers for a ceremonial pints before Friday’s ceremonial Chinese meal on Friday just because the Monkey House didn't serve suitable beer.
- Penguin - for the heinous crime of graffiti. The GM showed a photo taken the previous day of the Cosco roundabout with the word PENGUIN (and a little drawing of a feathered version) scrawled across it.
- All previous AH3 GM's.
- The 10 hashers with most AH3 runs over the last 25 years: in order they were: Little Shit, Harley, Penguin, Hippo, Aids, JC, Olymprick, Cinders (sadly absent), Farmer and Fifi.
And so, as the winter sun starts to set on the days proceedings, the proud Aberdeen hashers start to leave ready for yet another 25 years of hashing at the final frontier: their 25 year mission: To find strange new runs - to seek out new trails and beer checks - to boldly run where no hasher has gone before.
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