Run	Date	Hare(s)	Description	MapRef	1:50000	1:25000	1:10000	Aerial
Run 603	18 March 2007	Hash Flash and Amanda the Panda	Wickham West Walk - South CP	SU596121

I am sorry. I was late arriving at West Walk, in fact exactly 11 minutes late according to the Pay and Display receipt.
No problem, the pack was still messing about at the north end of the car park obviously without a clue while I nonchalantly laced up.
Momentarily I caught up, and thats when things started to get wierd, it was as if I had jumped into a parallel universe that was not quite the same as the one that existed in the car park.
Firstly, why was the Spielburgette carrying the Hashit ?.
Why was Mussolini out on time and standing on a check calling on-on ? (in the other universe he is always late and stands on falsies and calls on).
Why was Dave Barklay running about like a spring chicken ? (in the other universe he hobbles around).

Unfortunately in this universe the shiggy was just as shiggy as in the other one as we headed roughly northeast into the swamp lands.
The trail meandered through the swamp with the pack carefully picking out the dry way through and no one wanting to get their paws muddy.
Eventualy we found ourselves out by the pond where there was a failed attempt to take us on a loop round.
Now heading west, we were obviously taking an anticlockwise course although no one seemed to know where we were because all the falsies were getting our full attention.

Finally we reached the piece de resistance of the trail, a check with seemingly no way out.
There was a true trail somewhere, but after a good ten minutes of observing hashers running back and fore like caged tigers the hares could take no more and directed us all to the on-in.

And so we all returned to the normal universe 55 minutes after leaving it and found a picnic table covered in munchies and beer supplied by the hares.
I suppose I aught to mention the chilly wind that was doing its best to cool our enthusiasm and blow everything off the table.
The master interrupted the noshing to tell us all how well behaved we had been, and mentioned that I had been late, and mumbled on about something or other that I didnt hear too well, and eventually awarded the hashit to Dave Barklay for being cheeky and disrespectful by telling the master that he should have completed a 1/2 marathon (previous weekend) 15 minutes quicker.
We all then returned to devouring the drumsticks, thank you hares.

On-On Bambi.