Monday 8 July 2013

The Old Waggon & Horses (last minute change)

# 261 

Date: Thursday 4th July 2013 
Pub: The Old Waggon & Horses (last minute change)
Beer: Bathams, Banks’s Bitter & Mild, Robinsons cider
Food: Scampi & chips / pie & chips / curry / cheesy chips & salad
Hare: Shag (another last minute change)
Virgins: Vyvyan (hope she survives this ok)
Visitors: none (probably for the best)

Trail: change of plan for RA’s birthday, she’s still ill, had forgotten to book the Black Boy so left Shag to be her knight in shining armour to save the day, book a new venue & lay the trail (and they say men can’t multi task!). A brief 3 miler tonight, laid very haphazardly in flour, with a few mishaps along the way…

A gloriously sunny summer evening, there was some confusion over the fancy dress but the few that did turn up ready for the Independence Day theme were excellent, particularly Sponge Bob who pounced out of the back of his van in his itsy bitsy teeny weeny American stars and stripes bikini! It was good to see his van looking a little tidier too – not too sure of the new addition tho…?

Wrong had his stateside pyjama bottoms and bandana on, the lovers had their matching stars & stripes t-shirts & wigs on, Shag sported his Joe Montana look, whilst Dr Whiplash remained in his work suit for a while too long, despite saying he was running… then somehow, Superman appeared! Game Bird made a welcome return this evening (long time no see) after gallivanting off to foreign climes chasing her Iron Man.

Anyway, we started out across the road and down the garden path to the first HH 30 seconds later at Doggy Fashion’s house, complete with Panache, a wonderful selection of birthday sweets and some borrowed birthday banners. In this heat, we can all do with a hash with this sort of an effort – run for a minute, then refreshments for 5.

We then said goodbye to DF here as she returned to her sick bed, then back out onto the road and up towards the safari park, crossing over and heading up the lane towards Rhydd Covert. Sponge Bob was getting plenty of attention from the passing traffic as he picked up the pace at the front, obviously feeling much more aerodynamic in his outfit. Some welcome shade down the sandy path down to the 2nd HH – no more refreshments so instead some posing for pictures.

Cinders (finally) picked up the next trail from here and we saw some of the mishaps with the flour that was spoken about at the start. Copulation was reluctant to follow Sponge Bob down a trail, trying to keep his reputation intact and Dr Whiplash was so far out in front we couldn’t really tell what he was shouting, so like sheep, we all followed… only to be called back… but we’d spotted a shortcut anyway!

The 3rd HH at the Devil’s Spittleful saw the hare at the front getting very excited about all the sweaty bodies arriving. Another quick pitstop (and no more sweets) and we were off down towards Bewdley. I stopped to admire the poppy fields but someone went one better and treated the spectators at the back to a treat, really living up to her name!

Across and down the Stourport Road, cutting down towards the river, with lots of checks but actually a straight path (so where did the hare get all his scratches from?) All the way to Beale’s Corner and some concern over the markings – was it flour or ant powder? Back up to the On Inn and very pleased with myself to be the first female back this evening (but then again, no Hash Quack, Say No More or Pro tonight either!) A slightly better changing room experience this evening – nothing to trip or fall over, no surprise entrances, no rocking but it gets very dark when locked!

Down downs: DF rejoined us for the meal & to award down downs to Shag for his swift lay with plenty of white stuff; Vyvyan the virgin; Tits or Treats for getting her puppies out amongst the poppies; Cyclopath for misleading DF by turning up all dressed up but having only run down the hill; Sponge Bob for having the best fancy dress; and finally to Wrong for his forthcoming naked 5K run at the weekend – dow forget yower suncream!

Hot Lips x


Next week – The Cat, Enville (wim off to mayt suma Wrong’s cronies ay we?)

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