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Just before the start, the Nice Maiden, eager to catch her flight, enquired:Will this be a long run?
Now in the ordinary way this is an impossible question. It depends on the chemistry which relates the hare to the front runners. But with Invisible Man a reply did seem possible: He either sets a very short trail, or a short trail. (In fact it was the latter). Consider my consternation when Count Dracula, making a welcome return, told me that from the very same pub IM had set a 2 hour trail. Does anyone else remember this?
What is certain is that today's trail required us to climb the North Downs, on a particularly steep and slippery slope, just before the On In. As we had got well wearied with the wet conditions, this was both arduous and unpopular.... For the record, we ran a right-hander which crossed the M25; the only question of interest (it baffled Trigamist) was where or when we would cross it back again. His harem today included a fast (!) girl known as Pink Floyd whose T-shirt identified the 9th Beast (and no, I have no explanation - who are the other 8?); she set an admirable example of front running.
Scenery sodden and unimpressive; but the cake at the end was admirable. The Onsex announced the Circle, and were at once accused of lèse-majesté by Arfur Pint, since the GM was still out there somewhere. This intervention was cheerfully disregarded by popular acclaim, ; and indeed when the Circle was over there was still no sign of Shagger,
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nor indeed of our Uncle Gerry; to say nothing of Lord Raleigh or Clever Trevor, both of whom should know better than to trust themselves to those two. Tequil'over as stand-in GM could only find good things to say of the trail, reducing this when rebuked to faint praise; what is hashing coming to?
The stand-in RA went for deviant approaches to hashing, awarding down-downs to Sister Anna for the slowest ON IN by a Knitting Circle ever seen (Marie: Even I can walk faster than that);and to Ear Trumpet for short cutting so utrageously that he was among the first in. He objected that this was just pique, in that he had beaten your scribe to the IN; perfectly true, of course, but when did we start accepting objections in the Circle?? Then came Dr Death for not doing the trail at all; it turned out he had had the wit to abandon Shagger et al early on. The Pied Piper for a vault at a gate which ended in an ignominious sprawl; and Rainman because no one had given him a down-down for ages. Arfur Pint was there too, wasting her drink as usual: memo to RAs, Do not invite her into the Circle again!!
Then we sang Happy Birthday to the hare, and ate cake and mince pies, which at least reminded us to wish one another Merry Christmas; the weather was so mild - we even briefly glimpsed the sun! - that the season was almost forgotten. FRB
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