R*n 204 started from YHA Cockermouth, Cockermouth and the On Inn was Bitter End, Cockermouth.
Hash Handle | Hare | Hound | Total |
---|---|---|---|
Lurch - Hare | 25 | 116 | 141 |
Morticia - Hare | 20 | 101 | 121 |
Antiseptic | 22 | 82 | 104 |
Baldbrick | 7 | 73 | 80 |
Bubbles | 35 | 139 | 174 |
Cyberseptic | 27 | 79 | 106 |
Highway | 4 | 48 | 52 |
Madge | 5 | 20 | 25 |
Master Baker | 0 | 12 | 12 |
Off His Trolley | 7 | 54 | 61 |
Syd | 5 | 19 | 24 |
Upperskirt | 6 | 93 | 99 |
Virgin: Sally | 0 | 3 | 3 |
White Noise | 5 | 46 | 51 |
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14
Wonderful arrival at the hostel! Mud bath ensured dirty shoes!
Baldbrick was noticed sucking up to the aged and infirm. (Was he trying to impress the elderly?) He offered Madge a cup of tea and helped Whitenoise and Off his trolly with their cases. Creep!
Syd was noticed to be well prepared with her posh “airport” case with wheels on! She had misunderstood the e-mail and thought it said 5 Star Hotel.
Syd and Madge were put in the same room as our visitors from abroad (Scarborough) It was thought that our visitors should be put with someone clean, respectable, good looking, intelligent and pleasant, so they would be impressed. Good thinking. Pity it didn’t work.
THE RUN. Good clean dry weather with a backdrop of beautiful stars and a wonderful moon. Unfortunately it was like this in Rome. In Cockermouth it was pissing it down. The hope was for 3 pubs, but due to Morticia’s late arrival only 2 were sampled. Up and down the city road in and out of the mud. Through more mud and over 2 rivers and on on to The Bush! Into the pub and horror! No seats. No need to worry the smell from the advanced party was so bad 6 or 7 people got to go giving plenty of room. A good rest was had but we couldn’t stay long due to the smell from Masterbakers feet. It is believed that two hashers fainted because of the smell.
The second pub was round the corner and whom should we find but Dormouse and Speedbump in their evening dress. Already sampling the drinks with no intention of doing a run. Late arrival was given as an excuse. This pub was very good with plenty of sampling of Jennings Real Ale in preparation for the following day’s visit. Someone touched Madge’s bottom by the way and she is still trying to work out whom! Finally we were told by the Fuhrer Lurch that we could walk home. ---So back to the 5-Star with Madge handing out Jaffa Cakes (Creep)
Seriously, a great run, a good start,excellent conversations in the company of great friends.
On On, Madge
Visitors:
Cums Late
Doughnut Slut
Boghopper
Sheila
Sally
Write up by Madge
30th November 2006 at 2:53pm