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Cha-Am Hash
#147 5th March 2011
Thirty two gullible souls turned out for Scotch Tape and Brambles Bill's
idea of
a very easy stroll. The car park was in a perfect spot, on a peninsular
overlooking a lake, which had to be circumvented by both walkers and
runners.
Dave the Rave called the hares into the circle where Scotch Tape
announced it was a pleasant trail for both walkers and runners. However,
everyone knows
Scotch Tape and no one was fooled except for the newcomers who
joined us. All set off at an enthusiastic pace with much jocularity.
At the walkers and runners split it was discovered that Scotch Tape's
hand made plastic sign had disappeared, leaving him wandering around
in a bewildered state, looking for plastic eating cows. The confusion
however, didn't prevent anyone from finding their way home.
cont./..
#147 5th March 2011
Thirty two gullible souls turned out for Scotch Tape and Brambles Bill's
idea of
a very easy stroll. The car park was in a perfect spot, on a peninsular
overlooking a lake, which had to be circumvented by both walkers and
runners.
Dave the Rave called the hares into the circle where Scotch Tape
announced it was a pleasant trail for both walkers and runners. However,
everyone knows
Scotch Tape and no one was fooled except for the newcomers who
joined us. All set off at an enthusiastic pace with much jocularity.
At the walkers and runners split it was discovered that Scotch Tape's
hand made plastic sign had disappeared, leaving him wandering around
in a bewildered state, looking for plastic eating cows. The confusion
however, didn't prevent anyone from finding their way home.
cont./..
../.cont.
The FRBs consisted of a sprinting Fighting Cock followed by the older runners.
This is the second time that Fighting Cock has beaten his father Chicken Legs.
Is this a sign of Fighting Cock getting stronger or is Chicken Legs getting past
his sell by date?
After a few cool beers and snacks the G.M. called the circle. The hares were
called in with Scotch Tape still confused about the whereabouts of his hand
crafted sign, but it was unanimously decided that despite this great loss, it
had been a good hash.
After visitors were welcomed and downed returners Cathusalem, Iron Lady and (a
blast from the past) Pancho the Pervert plus his lovely lady My Little Cookie were
happily accepted back into the fold.
A sad departure, who will be missed as much for his bad jokes as for his running ability was
Fighting Cock. We all wish him well in his new life in Japan, and hope we'll see him again in the
future.
The G.M. did his usual rendition of short one liner contributions from all and
sundry before closing the circle, when twenty one people went on to enjoy a
great evening at the Khun Oy restaurant.
On On!
~Anon
The FRBs consisted of a sprinting Fighting Cock followed by the older runners.
This is the second time that Fighting Cock has beaten his father Chicken Legs.
Is this a sign of Fighting Cock getting stronger or is Chicken Legs getting past
his sell by date?
After a few cool beers and snacks the G.M. called the circle. The hares were
called in with Scotch Tape still confused about the whereabouts of his hand
crafted sign, but it was unanimously decided that despite this great loss, it
had been a good hash.
After visitors were welcomed and downed returners Cathusalem, Iron Lady and (a
blast from the past) Pancho the Pervert plus his lovely lady My Little Cookie were
happily accepted back into the fold.
A sad departure, who will be missed as much for his bad jokes as for his running ability was
Fighting Cock. We all wish him well in his new life in Japan, and hope we'll see him again in the
future.
The G.M. did his usual rendition of short one liner contributions from all and
sundry before closing the circle, when twenty one people went on to enjoy a
great evening at the Khun Oy restaurant.
On On!
~Anon
Here are a couple of older reports.
Older Re-Hashes Continue here: Hash Archives
Older Re-Hashes Continue here: Hash Archives
CHA AM HASH HOUSE HARRIERS
HASH HELD SATURDAY 19TH MARCH 2011
HARES: MICKEY MOU & DONKEYCOCK
LOCATION: NEAR CHA AM AT FAR SIDE OF BYPASS
Over 30 ardent Hashers turned up in cheery mood to banish the cares of the
week and desport themselves in bright sunshine after an unprecedented cold
snap the previous week and the Hash rejoiced in the return of several prodigal
son and daughter Hashers who had absented themselves overlong for reasons
unspecified but were now warmly welcomed back to the fold, Tom Jones, Long
Ron and Lumbering Jack and Pisimai among them.
On display were smiling faces and the usual array of Hash haberdashery which
owed more to Grunge than Gabicci and more to Army and Navy than Armani.
The result was a wide variety of attire, bewildering in its colours, sizes and
textures which hit the eye like an enormous Jackson-Pollock!
Mickey Mou and Donkeycock briefed the gathering on the esoteric complexities
of the trail which became more esoteric and more complex as the briefing
continued and Mickey Mou expanded upon his subject with harebrained
enthusiasm and commendable zeal. Unfortunately some of the Hash were
denied his pearls of wisdom by the blustery breeze which carried away much of
his eloquence and by the fact that he delivered his briefing facing only one way.
We are considering the placement of a Mickey Mou turntable in future to avoid
this obvious hazard.
HASH HELD SATURDAY 19TH MARCH 2011
HARES: MICKEY MOU & DONKEYCOCK
LOCATION: NEAR CHA AM AT FAR SIDE OF BYPASS
Over 30 ardent Hashers turned up in cheery mood to banish the cares of the
week and desport themselves in bright sunshine after an unprecedented cold
snap the previous week and the Hash rejoiced in the return of several prodigal
son and daughter Hashers who had absented themselves overlong for reasons
unspecified but were now warmly welcomed back to the fold, Tom Jones, Long
Ron and Lumbering Jack and Pisimai among them.
On display were smiling faces and the usual array of Hash haberdashery which
owed more to Grunge than Gabicci and more to Army and Navy than Armani.
The result was a wide variety of attire, bewildering in its colours, sizes and
textures which hit the eye like an enormous Jackson-Pollock!
Mickey Mou and Donkeycock briefed the gathering on the esoteric complexities
of the trail which became more esoteric and more complex as the briefing
continued and Mickey Mou expanded upon his subject with harebrained
enthusiasm and commendable zeal. Unfortunately some of the Hash were
denied his pearls of wisdom by the blustery breeze which carried away much of
his eloquence and by the fact that he delivered his briefing facing only one way.
We are considering the placement of a Mickey Mou turntable in future to avoid
this obvious hazard.
glimmer of stoical resignation, tinged with a touch of the ‘Oh God!’ factor. The pounding of feet
announced the charge of the light brigade as the runners jostled for advantage and the walkers limbered
up for an exhibition of walking styles as numerous as there were Hashers – some striding in 7 league
What lavish largesse of locomotion! Was ever homo erectus so galvanised into such a daring display of
harrier hashery?
But the trail waits for no man and off we sped through spongey earth, softened by the recent rains,
through silvery sapling groves and then thorny scrub. We passed the diligent farmer’s wife, tilling the land
and her howling dog and a tethered bull which seemed unsettled by the sight of hashers descending in a
multitude like the hosts of Midian. Hashers could not fail but be diverted by the abstract creative
sculptures of Mickey Mou in sticks of wood, shredded paper and red ribbon and the odd half brick, which
we are aiming to submit next year for the Turner Prize! Eventually the walkers rounded a lake and turned
for home as the runners diverted for their added trail and the much vaunted delights of the On In and the
beer truck where amber nectar was consumed in varying quantities, each according to his/her need.
GM Dave the Rave called the Circle and performed the litany of Down Downs for Virgins, Visitors,
Returners and Leavers. He downed Wallace and Grommet for marital fidelity and Sodomy for being an
FRB. Cannonballs was again called upon to deliver his weather forecast and Mickey Mou was iced for
over exuberance at which he excels, much to the benefit of the Hash, but not to his private parts which
were on the glacial side of frigid by the end of the Circle, which only came when Dave the Rave had told
some rapid one-liners to accord with the rapidly declining attention span of Hashers, replete with beer
and anticipating a tasty and frisky On On On.
Cannonballs
Snaps from this Hash can be viewed here:
announced the charge of the light brigade as the runners jostled for advantage and the walkers limbered
up for an exhibition of walking styles as numerous as there were Hashers – some striding in 7 league
What lavish largesse of locomotion! Was ever homo erectus so galvanised into such a daring display of
harrier hashery?
But the trail waits for no man and off we sped through spongey earth, softened by the recent rains,
through silvery sapling groves and then thorny scrub. We passed the diligent farmer’s wife, tilling the land
and her howling dog and a tethered bull which seemed unsettled by the sight of hashers descending in a
multitude like the hosts of Midian. Hashers could not fail but be diverted by the abstract creative
sculptures of Mickey Mou in sticks of wood, shredded paper and red ribbon and the odd half brick, which
we are aiming to submit next year for the Turner Prize! Eventually the walkers rounded a lake and turned
for home as the runners diverted for their added trail and the much vaunted delights of the On In and the
beer truck where amber nectar was consumed in varying quantities, each according to his/her need.
GM Dave the Rave called the Circle and performed the litany of Down Downs for Virgins, Visitors,
Returners and Leavers. He downed Wallace and Grommet for marital fidelity and Sodomy for being an
FRB. Cannonballs was again called upon to deliver his weather forecast and Mickey Mou was iced for
over exuberance at which he excels, much to the benefit of the Hash, but not to his private parts which
were on the glacial side of frigid by the end of the Circle, which only came when Dave the Rave had told
some rapid one-liners to accord with the rapidly declining attention span of Hashers, replete with beer
and anticipating a tasty and frisky On On On.
Cannonballs
Snaps from this Hash can be viewed here:
