The day began well. Mr. Bean had hidden his hash deep in the woods so that even the locals did not know where North Wood Cottages were but the pack all arrived there on time (except for Miss Perfect and Dogwhistle who turned up just as we were getting ready for the off). Our JM who had decided that hashing was not hard enough, made things a little more interesting by introducing new rules for the day.
"When you get to a check" he cried, "look for a piece of paper and when the last member turns up you can read it out". He had overlooked two key elements here. Firstly this is a hash and we must first of all find members who can read, secondly it will be an awfully long wait if the pack hangs around for the last member. Still we thought that we would give it a try.
So we set off on the trail with Patch bounding along with enthusiasm and alacrity (two members from another pack obviously). The first check was found and a search for the piece of paper began. Patch found it and had to read a well known proverb which resulted in him getting a prize - giant sunglasses! So, job done we set off and began to climb into the forest. Checks were found and prizes awarded (black gloves for the Eskimo). The trail thoughtfully wandered through stinging nettles just as the weather began to get hotter and some of the pack had donned their summer shorts. At one check Claire won a nice garter and we wondered if Mr. Bean was hoping for a demonstration of its uses but to no avail as she put it over her jogging bottoms teasing the pack with the comment that her boyfriend will enjoy that prize. So this ploy kept the pack together until the next check where Catherine was expected to have won a booby prize of a bunch of carrots but instead declared that she loved carrots (she is after all a teenager and they will eat anything). Up even more hills and as we crossed the forest Sue Barty was heard to say "it must be this way" just before The Ref called "Check Here" from the opposite direction. At this check Your Humble Scribe won a set of red stockings but as the pack were eager to set off, only had time to put one on before they were ready to go (the other stocking went over the right arm). Pancsi crept up and enquired if the stockings were available for loan? (I think his present ones are a bit worn). So we raced through the forest to the next check where Kevin won a rather fetching Saddam Hussein look alike moustache set.
At this point Mr. Bean had decided it was all getting a bit silly and sent half of us on an enormous falsie. This split the pack a bit but soon we were together and the On Inn was called. We tumbled into the car park and I was awarded the hashit for being improperly dressed! There is no justice..... We were then grouped together for a photo call before being allowed to change ready for the pub.
Lots of effort from Mr. Bean and fun day for one and all.