The Waggon & Horses, Wribenhall

# 234

Date: Thursday 3^rd January 2013

Pub: The Waggon & Horses, Wribenhall

Food: Meat or veggie curry with rice and naan bread

Beers: EPA, Bathams, Banks’s, Robinson’s cider

Hares: Cyclopath & Hot Lips

Visitors: none

Virgins: Richard

Trail: a hash of a hash with a trail of two halves (or so it would seem) as half of the hashers went off down the wrong trail with Wrong, causing much confusion at the start.  We finally all met up at the first HH, only for it to happen again at the next check!  At the railway station we found that the 2^nd HH had been moved… Oh dear, this really is a hash!  A little more confusion (not to mention shortcutting) and we found ourselves in the hospitable hands of Cathy & Feri – surely a redeeming feature with their beers and nibbles?  Next off behind the police station, down Peuterer’s alley and down towards the swollen river, cutting through the caravan park, up over the railway line and down to the 3^rd HH, where quite a few were spotted relieving themselves (it wasn’t that long a trail, even with the wrong directions!)  Winding back through the Queensway and to the on inn, where two finally became one again.

Down downs: awarded by Doggy Fashion to the hares for the worst hash of the year so far; the Amateur for his very bright 2^nd hand new shoes; Hash Quack for her shortest outing of new shoes ever; Hard On for his new tradition of special gifts for the RA and Hash Cash (not sure about this favouritism); Richard, our virgin, who got lost at the start, earning him the name Crap Start; then to Say No More, Shag, Compost, Copulation and Tits or Treats for also deciding on taking their own trail at the start -  a joint down down for them.  Shag really deserved a one directional down down for being in desperate need of conviction from the fashion police…  There is only one direction my friends and that is home!

Hot Lips x

Next week: The Dog, Dunley