The Ballarat Hash House Harriers met promptly at 6pm... loaded up the Gold bus and headed off into the dark wintery night... The drinks and salty chips were abundant, the crowd was quiet but expectant of fun and pleasure from the Chicken master and committee. It was dark but we were heading down melbourne freeway... (not Lake Learmonth)
First stop was the farmer wants a wife pub... Wallan. Moving on, the mystry tour continues to the Gordon pub... unlike Wallan, plenty of farmers and wives and renowned for the home of world championship billards.The tension was high in the game as Fluid Movement slipped silently past the table, interfering with the crucial shot. The conciliary 'down down" was refused and the farmers & their wives replaced their teeth and boots, which had been left at the front door and left the pub. Fortunately so did the Hashers... The crowd had livened - comparisons between how these country folk spend their Monday nights to us Hashers were examined and also the salty chips and plenty of alcohol had started to soak in.
The joy spread through the bus as we pulled into a familiar venue "Donegans farm".
The fires were blazing and the food smelt good. The music got started straight away The music was targeted at the elderly crowd playing 60 & 70's music. Requests, dancing and singing. Singing - who would have thought we had such talent; everyone had a go - Sharfted, Spencer, Pauline, Not another bar, Half a bar, Scilic, S.S, Mountie -even the bus driver. As you can guess by this time, Hashers had consumed a magnificant meal, beer and wine, THEN... oh oh the beer ran out.... Time to go home. The bus trip home was fun -Who spued? all the Hashers with a sence of smell (not Dumb) were aware... The Hash cash was again counting the costs... $50 bucks extra for cleaning the bus.
Great night thanks to the Chicken master and committee
Next weeks Run - Christmas in July, Turkey Theme, venue, 34 Sturt street - Red Peppa on Sturt, $30 per head. Please go through back lane or walk through to court yard at the back. Lots of love and clucking Nummy
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