Many years ago there was a Lakeside hasher called Bent. He set a park run near the Yarra along the Yarra Boulevard. His catering amounted to two fried chooks served from a paper bag on the seat of his motor bike. It was enough food to feed six people. Unfortunately 30 runners turned up. On Wednesday night Swamp Rat prepared a delicious meal to feed 30 hashers, and six people turned up.
All of you who saw a tiny speck of rain and decided to stay home and watch “Master Chef” missed the real thing at Swampy’s house. Apart from a selection of green salads she delivered melt-in-the-mouth spiced chicken and the sort of baked potato that would have had Nigella Lawson secretly going back for thirds and fourths. This was followed by freshly baked apple and walnut cake – all fluffy and soft on the inside and slightly crispy on the outside and still warm from the oven.
The run/walk was set through the grounds of Monash University. Unfortunately lots of the trail markings were washed out, thanks to the RA’s negligence, so we enjoyed the landscaped grounds of the Uni in a freelancing hashing sort of way. It was a trip down memory lane for your scribe having been a mediocre Monash student in the 1970s. I spent the run sharing memories with Cooch. “Here’s where I went to lectures”, “there’s Robert Blackwood Hall where I graduated”, “there’s the forecourt where we demonstrated about something or other”, “here’s the kiosk where I used to have a roll in the Rotunda” etc etc etc etc. Most people would have yelled “will you shut the f… up about your bloody memories”. However young Cooch has been beautifully raised by Margaret to be a nice, polite boy, so he just said “really Cheesecake” “how interesting Cheesecake” “thank you for sharing that Cheesecake”. Gargoyle, who went to Monash in the 1980s, was similarly boring the pants off the walkers with her reminiscing.
GG, ever the individualist/pain in the bum, did his own walk along Normanby Rd to Clayton Rd, down Fern Tree Gully Rd. As he walked past the Notting Hill pub, it happened that his nephew was coming out. Nephew asked GG into the pub for a drink and GG said no, the hash was more important. Yes, GG knocked back the opportunity to enter a pub and have a drink.
We had dinner with Tickle, the South American Quaker Parrot. Tickle was fond of Pointy and very fond of Udder, but when Cooch outstretched his finger to tickle Tickle, Tickle removed Cooch’s right forefinger. Cooch is on track to be Australia’s best 9 fingered pianist.
Returnees
Gargoyle and Udder
Charges
- GG for ignoring the walk trail and the walkers and doing his own trail.
- Cheesecake for trying to make Swamp Rat into the mystery sergeant.
- Everyone for sitting in the circle.
- Tickle charged, via Udder as lookalike, for biting the GM.
- Udder for being a useless RA.
- GM for animal abuse in that he provided Tickle with incentive to bite.
One of these is a bit of a bird brain and the other is a South American Quaker Parrot.
- Run 1726 | 18th May 2016 | GG @ Town Hall Hotel North Melbourne
- Run 1728 | 1st Jun 2016 | Klingon @ London Hotel Port Melbourne