What do these Hash virgins get up to?

Pussyfoot's friend (Liz - not yet baptized in the name of our cause) was out having a night out with her and was reflecting on the 'terminology' used in our great 'sport and social club' when Becky caught the attached activity by a virgin to the cause!

Liz would be rightfully embarrassed and equally privileged to know that such a clip be 'global'!!!!

The Hop Pole Bewdley

April Fools hash, Old House at Home, Blakedown

Only a few fools were out on this miserable damp evening. We went round and round in circles following flour that mysteriously seemed to change as we went around!

The Saints 50th birthday hash, The Park Gate, Hurcott January 2010

Well who said blogs have to be in date order!

Thanks to T*ts or Treats for letting me have The Saints birthday photos. The complete set are on the website now, but here are some.

Dont know how the run went but afters in the pub were excellent. Hashing is described as a drinking club with a running problem, but judging by these photos, eating comes close too!

Blogging as done by Wyre Forest Hash

There was a suggestion that we might add a blog to our website so here is a trial. Just follow the link from the News & Views FOOT on the website.

As a group, add a blog or photos, any one can add to the blog as follows:

Send your email to Lassie via the link on website who will then send you a special link to this blog. This will allow only genuine hashers to add to the blog. You will then be required by Blogger.com to create a googlemail account if you do not already have one and then away you go (or so it says in their halp pages).

Lassie

My favourite Hash photo

The Reindeer Hash, Ombersley Thursday 4th March 2010

Well, What a gentle way back into hasing for our Hare, Lassie.

A little over 4 miles of easy flattish terrain for one who has not hashed since Xmas. A comment was made about the length of some of the false routes. Sheep, cows and bulls were mentioned at the brief but none were seen. Saint was seen to be using the GPS of his mobile to plot the route but it or he had a technical malfunction precluding the end of the hash!

The Reindeer was a strange pub. It had been closed each time the hare tried to reccky it but only made contact after laying the hash. We hashers seemed to be the only patrons and whilst the menu looked extensive, we were quickly informed of its actual limitations. The Barmade was friendly and efficient throughout!