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905	2018-09-30 11:00	Prancer & Vixen - Tumble Tots demise!!	Stoughton Forest	SU815125

Ahh, a return to the oft used chalk and flint car park on a lovely sunny morning with the hint of autumn cool on the breeze, like the waft of air from a hastily closed fridge door.

Striding towards us comes Hooters, fresh off the plane from countries North, she's on some sort of European tour and her first outing in England is our Hash. Home for Hooters is Bundaberg Queensland which is famous for its rum and the Loggerhead turtles that nest there. Someone has attempted to depict turtles on the back of her tee shirt, with mixed success, one looks like a meat pie wearing shoes.

It looks like we are all here, so Prancer calls us to order and subjects us to another dose of history, something about fighting off Vikings that were threatening to hump our ghosts, at least that is all I gather because the view of my worn out footwear is more interesting, yes I can actually see part of my big toe.

It turns out that Dancer is also a Hare today, I muse on the likelihood of some long falsies when Bika, just in time as usual arrives along with a cloud of gritty dust. Now there are two dogs present, however today there is no crescendo of canine opera, just a single woof from Deer hunter and we are off.

Did Prancer say something about doing a dance between certain trail marks? I put the thought down to the small delusionary experiences that I have been having since I glimpsed up Flash's skirt on the Red Dress Hash.

To start we head Northeast on the main path and pay a visit to the slope where Tumbletot's acrobatics lead to her nickname, no fallers today, at least not here.

East now, Kinky and I follow loads of flour up Greatdean Bottom, however it's a Dancer special falsie that draws a few choice words from Kinky as we return. Meanwhile the pack is way up Long Barrow and have encountered a fish hook that caught Pancsi, Bika and The Ref. I run my socks off and catch up to be rewarded with another fish hook that snags me along with Old Faithful and Two ferrets.

We wander about at Long Barrow with the Hares desperately trying to prevent us from straying South towards Bow Hill, a bit of a giveaway or double bluff?, I'm not sure, could be anywhere from here. It's a brief interlude, with some nattering while others wander through crunchy last year's leaves. I notice some interesting fungi and consider taking them home, so I can be too scared to eat them.

Aha, Bika finds a few blobs and we are off again East over the ridge and then South up towards Cross Dykes, really, it's the place name, not what you are thinking.

A few of us overtake Bika, who's knee is playing up something awful, just in time to enjoy a fish hook that gets Bambi, Pancsi, The Ref, Kinky and Snake Charmer.

At the top, just East of the Dykes, we regroup for a snap and gander at the view, which provokes the usual debate as to the location of Fishbourne or Emsworth or Langstone or ...

Then we go West across the Cross Dykes and get over the hump to charge North back to Long Barrow, which, on approach we all start dancing like Morcambe and Wise doing Bring Me Sunshine, it must be post hypnotic suggestion. By the way if you don't remember M and W then you are younger than you look.

All that now remains is the anti-clockwise descent of Lambdown Hill which we have just started when both Kinky and Pocket Rocket manage to take a roll in the brambles, not together, and in the latter's case I have a theory that he is practising convincing dives for the penalty box.

We arrive at the On-In after one hour and seventeen minutes of high altitude Hashing.

We circle up and it transpires that Canman has also taken a tumble while Prancer has done something to his ankle, and Spiderman his knee, it's a war zone today. The Hash-It is presented to Dr Blood, apparently he has discovered some attached valuables that served a purpose on his Honeymoon.

Prancer is banned from The Barley Mow, don't ask, so The Hare and Hounds is the chosen hostelry while I team up with The Ref to look at Hash 906, it fits into the diary of a busy working chap.

On – On ! Bambi.

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