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A MUDDY LEFT HANDER AROUND THE B2127
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So whom does one believe? Glowworm and three camp followers went over the hill, on flour - and indeed the hares said that was the best part of the trail - but the rest of us did not, and we too stayed on flour.And met up anyway, to compare puzzled notes during a baffling check. When that was solved, Glowworm went off again, still on flour, or so he says,while we remained on trail: judge of our surprise when we found him again....
Perhaps the hares laid separate trails, which met and mingled from time to time?
The difficulty in tidying up enigmas on the hash is too well known to require rehearsing. "Do you remember that farm/ that hill/that bend/that stream?" "Yes, yes" lying through our teeth. "Well, when you did this, I did that". "Oh?", completely bemused. No one ever really understands what the other person is saying...... The beauty of hashing, I suppose.
One minor mystery I can tidy up; where my trail on Smithwood Common was obliterated, it was Kelinchi who accompanied Atalanta in a successful 2-girl pack. These heroines were out again today; but whereas Atalanta reached the front by sheer hard work, Kelinchi seems to have got there more by chance..... Well, it all counts. Front runners never admit, but gratefully accept, the favours of fortune.
Considering how very many trails were laid in and around Ewhurst during the great weekend of our 1000th hash, the hares today did manage to find - well, after the usual maze of suburban paths which plague this curious locality - territory we found half-way, or more, unfamiliar. And set some good checks - including I suppose those with more than one solution. But the trail had a strange hourglass quality, which meant that after a while we were more or less back in Ewhurst.
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At which stage naturally enough the wiser or weaker brethren went home. Always so irritating for the front runners to find their friends already back at the bucket and swigging the beer....
More or less. In this instance our regular bucket had gone AWOL, as had the mugs. Why? 1. The hares had failed last week in their duty to collect the kit, or at least appoint a deputy.
2. The GM kindly took home the bucket and mugs, but the hares, who knew this, could not be bothered to go round for them.
3. The GM did not bring the mugs and bucket. SBJ did show up briefly, to tell us that she had not brought them!
No wonder Low Profile as JM felt he had to apologise for the dynamic indecision and inactivity of the committee.... But he is too gentle as a stand-in GM, to the disgust of Uncle Gerry, who had been expecting an excoriation of the hares for their use of black.
The RA has been told that his speeches should have a theme (a Barnes idea, it seems), and his was wooden literally and figuratively. Fences, posts, oh I forget his examples, though they included a pun on would/wood. At least he had been seen occasionally on trail today, even leaving us his proud anchors. So his victims had actually been observed in flagrante. Mind you, there were 2 even faster men out today, Ponce and a Weybridge visitor. And, credit where it is due, our own Ear Trumpet did the whole trail at a good clip. In fact Icepyck and the Ancient Mariner, the other hashers even older than I (by a few months) gave good accounts of their age group..... ET could not collect the bucket etc for next week's hares because.... see 3. above.
ON ON FRB
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