Although we have had wetter hashes this did qualify as a bit horrible. The pack gathered and after the usual lies we were off. As this was the hash laid by The Eskimo and your Humble Scribe we could afford to jog along and revel in the confusion the pack appeared to be in at times. The first check was something of nothing with only Bambi being fooled (and he probably did not believe it) but the second was glorious with Vladimir running off into the distance and most of the pack following. It had not fooled Mussolini though and he arrived at the next check and then moaned at the remainder of the pack for taking so long to catch him. "I’ve been here so long I had forty winks" he said. The pack then had a nice downhill stretch slipping and sliding down the hill back to the check which brought them in sight of the chariots but to their dismay the trail went up the steep hill that the runners have named ‘Pigs Hill’. I suppose that some ran it but if they did they escaped my notice. The pack then swung left whilst Tigger and the Chamois somehow got ahead of the pack and onto the next check.
The pack trudged up the hill and then just to make it fun all the way down the other side.
Most of the pack though the trail was to the right but Vlad (the blood doctor also known as Paul to non hashers) thought otherwise and did the decent thing and checked it out.
So across the field and then down another small hill which Mr. Bean hobbled down due to an injury and then a nice stretch of roadwork which came as a nice change from slipping through the mud.
A final check and then a nice long On In. We all dripped into the car park and gathered to see the Ref pull out his little book and confer with Sweaty Butterfly. Decision made they nominated about everybody but finally Mr. Bean was awarded the hashit because when he turned up for the hash he had the audacity to use the few minutes before the off to WASH HIS CAR!!!!!! Apart from the fact that most hashers NEVER wash their cars it was felt that in so doing he had brought the hash into disrepute and so was guilty!
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