Run - 1813 - 24th July 2022
Run 1813
Mijas H.H.H Run No 1813 – 24 July 2022
Hares: Kaka Pants & Pister Braidwee
Location: Urb Dona Pilar, Mijas
No of runners: 28
Virgins: 1
Returners: Tessler Tickle, Inka, Rob, Tom, Jack
Aniversarios: Rick O’Shea & STTI – 25 runs. Just Say When – 460. Pepper Grinder – 115. Sir Flakey – 725.
Score: 9.8
It all started rather dubiously when our virgin Hares, Kaka Pants and Pister Braidwee, somehow managed to put 2 separate locations for the circle onto the same Facebook post. Luckily all hashers come with inbuilt radar and found the circle ok, even whilst performing Dukes of Hazzard type driving over steep hills to get there.
28 stark raving maniacs gathered under a blazing sun, ready to run around the campo in scorching heat. Cabin Boy did a wonderful impression of Rhianna and let everyone stand under his very large Umbrella-ella-ella. Pister Braidwee tried to explain what to expect whilst everyone surreptitiously checked Google translate for Sean Connery to English.
And they were off, Salmonella Rushdie and JSW bounding ahead like eager hounds on a hunt, leaving the rest of us to meander and moan about how bloody hot it was.
Soon the air was filled with the sounds of hashers, slipping, sliding and slithering down steep hills. This Scribe decided to do it on her bum which came back to bite her on the arse later, whilst turning the air bluer than Cabin Boy’s brolly. Cabin Boy decided on the crash and roll method and impressively managed to do it with his Umbrella intact.
There weren’t too many lost souls despite several dabs of flour which looked like they’d been made by Daffy Duck on meth.
The beer stop was a delightful affair with homebaked goods and cava. Where’s the Off Switch did not win Star Baker of the Week as he informed us that he’d put the lumps of chocolate onto the brownies ‘with his penis’, and if Mary Berry had been there I’m sure he’d have been clipped around the ear for such slapdash and unhygienic baking techniques.
We dragged our sweaty bods back up the hill to the Circle, where more fun and games commenced as the Virgin couldn’t remember a single name, Golden Cascades revealed that she and Pister Braidwee had the ride of their lives together which somehow ended up with Golden Cascades on her back (not for the first time), dirty bums (moi included) did a down down and this Scribe christened her rather beautiful new Halfords campchair by drinking out of it – but at least the bloody thing came home with me. STTI and Rick O’Shea will be having another pool party soon as they did rather well out of the last one with all the lost property left behind.
Sincerely, today's Scribe
Claudia Shaver, or if Sir Flakey is reading this, Cordless Shaver.
STTI and Rick O’Shea will be having another pool party soon as they did rather well out of the last one with all the lost property left behind, although they've requested more forgotten wallets, and if leaving watches Cartier and Rolex are acceptable.
