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Run Number: 1350
Monday 16th June 2008
Hare: Thrupenny Bits

Witches Tit – what an appropriate name for this week’s runsite.  As the hash gathered so did the clouds casting a shadow over the group.  However, two hashers shone like rays of Crete sunshine.  Broad smiles lit up their brown faces.  Trouser Shredder and Canna be Arsed announced that they had just returned from their honeymoon in Crete.  Apparently the happy couple ran off to the Stonehaven registrar office and got hitched.  Was daddy informed?  Anyway, many congratulations to the newly weds.  Some would say not before time.  The pre-run ON DOWN was a no brainer as the happy couple were awared the hash equivalent of champagne – ASDA’s best bitter!
Now, at last, to the run.  The Hare, Thrupenny Bits announced to the relief of the circle that the run was not her usual marathon setting.  What an accomplished liar. Never again to be trusted.  The run started with a false trail which got rid of Farmer and Numbskull.  No surprised there.  Once on the right track, hashers bashed and battered their way through secondary jungle only being kept together by clever false tracks and difficult checks.  On and on went the run.  Would it never end?

The trail suddenly came out on a tarred road, metres from home.  A long and uphill track led the moaning and groaning pack to the beer check.  Even the first runners had stopped running.  Nearly two hours of torture got most of the hashers home with the stragglers limping in some time later.  A real macho hash run!

ON DOWNS             
It took some time for the circle to be ordered into place as recovery was slow and San O fired up the BBQ.  On Downs were awarded to

• Numbskull for being off-track.  Why, I don’t know, as this is his usual behaviour.  Megane for not contacting SAGA about her holiday booking to Newcastle.  Get a life!
• Dutch Cap and Harley for the Dutch football team.  Strange, as both gave up their Dutch citizenship years ago in favour of God’s own country, Scotland.
• Returners, Twice in One Night, for returning!
• A young girl who drove an old car for getting lost.  The Grandmaster should tell her that the award is the beer, not the coveted hash mug.
• The hare for the run of the week, longest run of the year and best lay of the year.  That sounds about right!  Well done to Thrupenny Bits – a hard act to follow.

Next run is at Torphins.  See you there.

ON! ON!
Scribe:  White Trash