Scribes 1984

Midsummer's Day Hash

8pm Friday 22nd June Findon

Hares : John Anfield + Colwyn

More than forty brave hashers managed to decipher the misinformation given in last weeks Hash-sheet. The rest were either en route to Cambridge 300 or were lost somewhere in the Aberdeen countryside.

Big Jim managed to drive past on the main road several times and the Bakonyi and Bakonyettes were forced to abandon their vehicle and run(?) the rest of the way. Welcome to new runners John Lenting (poor sod!) and Wendy Fettes

The weather for a start was a joke. More like mid-winter, it was cold enough to make Sandra Smith's nipples stand out like chapel hat-pegs. Talking of jokes - wheel on the GM!; well for a start the wind had blown away that so called "moustache" and put it and us out of our misery. Selwyn looked as though he'd been standing under several pigeons for a week.

Down downs were given to the:

R.A., for his Gartex tracksuit (poser) and his silly yellow hat, and to

Grizzly and 'Twix' for 25 runs,

Now I come to the difficult bit - I didn't see much of the run but when have facts ever stopped previous hash-scribes.

Check 1) Ronnie gets down downed for being Ist there. Your roving reporter (Tortoise) S.C.B's across the railway line narrowly dodging the 20.15 to Glasgow, through the nettles, leaps across a wide ditch to end up in a heap, legs everywhere, on the road and at the back. So I haven't a clue what went on at the next check,

Check 2) Somebody claimed that simple Simon + T' Roper had lead the pack into a rubbish dump. Somebody else was spreading dirt about Big Jim caressing horses (petting was the word that was used). Anyhow by the time I got there some bastard shouted on-on.

Check 3) Downhill towards the coast - looks like an obvious backcheck this. Rod - I think I preferred him with a red head - calls “on on”. Sod me it is a back-check but wait Rod calls “on on” from the distance. Wrong! Rod, Wimp, Nicholl and Tortoise head off on a guided tour of the Cliffs, nettles, brambles, gorse, and around fields of very wet barley. Rod's excuse was that wet barley tickled his fancy. Next time mastermind don't shout “on on” unless there’s some spots.

Check 4) Meanwhile the pack had been standing at the check for several minutes by the time that the longest S.C.B. in Hash history had been completed. A good bit of hashing this as the Wild Local, Retard (believe it or not I don't) and the RA (even more unlikely) wait until all the pack had settled before calling “on on”. F.R.B's please note.

Check 5) Joyboy his little legs going like pistons arrives last at the check, finds 3 spots in an opposite direction to the actual trail and de parts last as well. Don't follow this man.

Check 6) Preston found the way on across the field but Ann Samson claims she saw it first - try checking it out next time! Driftwood sinks his hopes on an S.C.B. across a bog and promptly sinks! Good job Joyboy didn't try it we'd have lost him - then again......... On In. A scenic run with good checks (well the bit I saw anyway).

Ronnie + the Fonz want credit for checking 3 backchecks (silly sods).

Sandra Smith claims she was good throughout the run I bet she's good all the time!

Joyboy was observed to bite a chunk out of Nicky Bakonyette's arse, sorry posterior in the bar at the on-on (Cove Bay, Hotel) - its cheaper than rump steak, and much more tender.

Ada was toasting her er.. posterior on a radiator so medium-raw rump next week Joyboy.

Fiona Chandler was voted best dressed hasher because of her velvet track suit bottoms (no wonder she runs around with a smile on her face).

Alistair Grant whose hard on was bigger than a ballet dancers cod-piece drew attention to his shorts - 'SPANK' and so earned himself a nickname SPANKIE - hit me again! I'm mental.

ON ON

Tortoise

Those who ran:

John ANFIELD

Nigel BARNES

Rod BERRY Dyno Rod

Andy BUKONYI

Fiona CHANDLER

Alison CHERMATZ

Paul CULPIN Retard

Wendy FETTES

Alastair GRANT Spankie

Colwyn JONES

Ian JOY Joy Boy

John LENTING

Janet McCORMACK

Doug McILDOWIE

Alan NICOLL

John O'LEARY The Pope

Mark PETTERSON Curly

Paul PETTERSON

Simon PRESTON

Peter RENWICK

Ada MULDER

Anne Sansom Thruppeny Bits (Delilah)

Ronnie ROBB Wild Local

Selwyn ROBERTS Rent-a-Brain

Theresa ROPER Mrs T

Steve SANSOM

Nicky SAWDON

Andy SCRASE

Bruce TARBET

Mark THOMPSON Tortoise

Chris WESTON Mega

Chris WOLF

Dave WOOD Splinter

ABERDEEN HASH HOUSE.HARRIERS

G.M. Selwyn Roberts

J.Ms Rod Berry Bev. Brown, Sally Paton

On. Sec: Phil Townsend

Head Hare: Ronnie Robb

Hash Cash: John O'Leary

R.A.: Chris Weston

HASHEET NO. 61

Receding Hareline

Run 64 Deep Throat + Doc Monday July 2nd

65 T. Ropers July 9th

66 Brown Owl + AN Other July 16th

67 Sansom + Delilah July 23rd

68 Kintail Hashpedition July 29th

69 The Master Potter July 30th

70 The Wild Local + A NUN August 6^th

71 Hey + The Heyettes - Soixante neuf + 2 BBQ August 13th

72 Catweazle + ANN August 30^th

Monday runs are 7.15pm for 7.30pm. Be sure to get your name in the book and pay 50p for beer/softies. Each weeks Hash is advertised on the Club Page of Saturdays Evening Express.

PARISH NOTICES

Hash Cash was duly elected in a truly fair Hash manner - the SCB won - Bet your man O'Leary the original AH RA and poet of note is now after your painfully earned spondewlicks. In Hash Cash tradition he will now disappear from the scene for several weeks spending - hopefully his own - cash on a sailing holiday in Greece/Turkey.

Kintail Hashpedition - Bev is taking deposits for this feast on the West Coast. Tonto has details of B + B for wimps. An info sheet was put in last week’s sheet for those who missed it - there may be some copies around ask Tonto.

Cambridge 300th - this has just happened so bad luck if you want to go. For a report look at Stompa, Dale, Bev + Tonto.

Humm - no more news..

BBQ? - Volunteers to have one please,

Run No. 61 Balnagask

18th June 1984 Hares: - Curly and Grizzly

For the first time in months we all congregated for a Hash through Aberdeen; on this occasion taking us through the salubrious environs of Torry, much to the delight of the local inhabitants,

Dry, humid weather prevailed allowing the fishy and oily aromas from the Harbour to waft around our nostrils.

Round Selwyn's nostrils wafted the smells from a pair of torn, used (reputedly) knickers which were displayed on his head whilst he was strait jacketed and chained to the railings by the beach. Not running on this his 50th Run (bit difficult when he was chained) he got his just deserts and was left whilst Hashers en-masse were led by Tonto and Tortoise to the first check. On On up hill to the lighthouse - bypassed by some S.C.B's - and then down to the beach before we were all led up to the Blue Check which meant a Beer check.

Captain Sensible received a Down Down for his 25th run.

Dyno Rod also received a down down as this was his 50th consecutive run, which he managed in minus 10 seconds - the down down, not the run!

Ronnie and Tortoise decided to paint the town and Dyno Rod red who ended up looking like a 90 year old punk.

On On downhill and back to the shore where Tonto decided to follow a false trail along a jetty in the hope of some beer at the end of it. Finding none, Tonto, Tortoise and The General popped into the 19th Hole for a swift one, before going On On - overtaking the scribe who thought she was last.

Uphill, yet again - in fact most of the run was uphill - after passing the smelly warehouses and on into the depths of Torry. I don't know anything about the checks ‘cos I was at the back ready to join the S.C.B's. The staggering beery trio then led a good S.C. to put us at the front of the Pack,

The local Torry girls seemed to think there were a bunch of "hunks" running through their streets 'cos cat whistles echoed round the tenements - especially when Grizzly b(e)ared his chest, by stripping off his T-shirt. Chose his moment well. A few of the boys were red in the face on hearing the taunting girls, or was it by this time due to the exertion of running uphill again? After a slight pause in the housing estate for stragglers to catch up before heading On On, Final run included an imitation of the Grand National, with Hashers thinking they could leap the cesspit (sorry, ditch) like a steeplechaser. There were a lot of refusals, but everybody made it back to the On In.

Nominees for the position of the Hash Cash (John "The Pope" O'Leary and The General) were put through an endurance test, judged by newcomers Dave Allan, Eric Brown, Ken Grant, Doug McIldowie and Andy Redman. John was unanimously elected after winning the 50yd running race, drinking his pint, and pouring the remains over the General's head.

On In at the 19th Hole amused the pub regulars.

Down Downs for the GM - who decided to spew most of his out again -,

to Andy Caroll who couldn't maintain his balance on a chair, and

Moira for being this week's Hash Pose.

Joy Boy ran with his shirt off and received the Hashshit award with the added penalty of singing Father Abraham in solitary.

On On.

Those who ran:

Dave ALLEN

John ANFIELD

Iidiko BAONYI

Nigel BARNES

Rod BERRY Dyno Rod

Quentin BRODIE-COOPER

Bev BROWN Brown Owl (Big Bev)

Eric BROWN Catweazle

Andy BUKONYI

Jim CARR Big Jim

Andy CARROL

Martin CASTLE

Fiona CHANDLER

Alison CHERMATZ

Ross CLEPHAM

Ron COLE

Simon CROMBIE

Alan CURRAN

Hillary DONALD

Dave DRYER

Alastair GRANT

Ken GRANT

Sally PATON

Martin GRAVESTOCK

Hans HARINGA

Iain HENDERSON

Bill HENNINGSGARD

Dale HUXTABLE

Colwyn JONES

Ian JOY Joy Boy

Fiona LAING

Janet McCORMACK

Roger McLLROY

Neil MELDRUM

John MEUDELL

John O'LEARY The Pope

Mike PAPALA

Mark PATON

Ian PEERLESS

Mark PETTERSON Curly

Andy REDMAN

Peter RENWICK

Ada MULDER

Ronnie ROBB Wild Local

Selwyn ROBERTS Rent-a-Brain

Theresa ROPER Mrs T

Russell SMITH The Mith

Sandra SMITH

Gordon STIRLING

Jayne STIRLING

Bruce TARBET

Mark THOMPSON Tortoise

Phil TOWNSEND Tonto

Nigel WALTERS

Chris WESTON Mega

Alison CORLASS

Mike WINDSOR

Wytske WINTER

Chris WOLF

Dave WOOD Splinter

Gordon WOODS