Now to get to the Dover car park you have to turn off the frightfully fast A27. Or you can. Like Linda drive on past (she possibly thinking Dover was just past Folkstone) and reverse back along the grass verge to get to the turning.

Safely assembled in the rain in middling numbers, we were given a few words about the weather, a quick guest appearance from Robin who had more important engagement, a welcome back to Louise, Alan and Amanda and Dave Barclay, Paul now being Hare Razor, Bruce being webmaster and so on. Meanwhile the hares tapped their watches with growing impatience 9 minutes late they carped. So we sploshed off in mud and rain heading north west out of the car park with shrieks from the ladies as their dainty feet found deep shiggy. We then turned north somewhere, through Angmering Park Farm I think. Then unexpectedly east whereupon we arrived at a check where the pack faffed around for 5 minutes failing to discover a meander back to previous X. The hares had to step in.

Then we ran west along the road for a k then back south through woods. The pack by this time got well stretched out and at a regroup Alan said he was waiting 10 minutes for the pack to reassemble. Close to the back was Louise who has recently returned from a training camp on Lanzarote. She should note that training in hotter climes is necessarily effective in Blighty. It being noon, Dave announced we were half way. In the end it was just one more check and we were back with Chariots in no time.

On-Pres lined up a subset of hashers like a beauty parade with the contestants rehearsing their winning speeches when one by one they were eliminated leaving Amanda, still pristine with hardly a speck of mud on her, worthily receiving the hashit.

We retired to the Woodmans just past Dover where we discussed the meaning of life and the future of our species in changing times.

Our sincere thanks go to Dave Enticott and Pete Colgate for another splendid hash which all enjoyed.

Bruce