R*n 321: Thoralby, Bishopdale

This will have to go down in hash history, not only as our 321st r*n, but the day of the exploding jammy dodgers! Sir Tom Tom will never live down the statement made whilst relaxing in the bunk barn pre run: 'has anyone ever managed to eat a jammy dodger without it exploding in your mouth?' The ensuing conversation re dangerous groceries was hilarious, and referred to frequently throughout the rest of the weekend! We had the customary wet day for our October weekend away, but it didn't spoil (well, maybe a little!) the spectacular views, a stop at every waterfall, there were several! Lurch felt the need to walk behind one, no one felt the need to follow him! Bitter and Twisted arrived to join us for the day, but sadly not overnight as their *****, Walter, was poorly, and his need was greater than ours! Masterbaker also joined us for our special r*n, and as he'd just been successful with his bus driving test, I couldn't resist rewarding him with a 'double decker' chocolate bar! Down downs were awarded in the bunk barn later, so the bus related stuff will have to wait as MB left us early; but Highway was reminded of his crash from the night before; Morticia was presented with a male urinal bottle from Boghopper for having frequent calls of nature. Call her fussy, but no way was she going to drink from it, in fact Boggy ended up wearing the contents! He also came up with very long straws for the hares to drink their beer from cups on the floor! The fancy dress was very amusing, varying from absolutely bugger all effort (Bubbles and Forever Blowing!) to loads of effort: Wendolyn (Antiseptic), numerous Gromits, several 'Wrong Trousers' and a very lazy 'Close Shave' from myself!

The food was great, we all ate too much, and relaxed a bit too much, so I instigated a game of charades, which, despite a few not being keen, went on for ages and woke everyone up! Baldbrick persisted in 'guessing' Madame Butterfly every time White Noise got up, due to her oriental looking dressing gown! Highway wouldn't play, and when he eventually left for bed, as he was going throught the door, Sir Tom Tom called 'The great escape! Good one Highway! And so to bed to refresh for Lurch and Morticia's 322 r*n.