Just organised as a night out bussing a gut, shedding
tears, wining and dining, singing and a dancing but the Trailmaster slotted it
in as a Black Tie Night, Heavy wrote a special Screw song for a Black Tie Night
, many wore a black tie so it was what it was.
Typically, 6PM was not so sharp, and Shafted came
forth a little late as he had been to see a horse come fourth having ventured
to Donald races for the afternoon. With the bus loaded with Coronas and
Champers and some salty nibbles departure was affected. Westward ho, through the Arch and right on the
Ring. We pulled up again at the infamous
Shed where last year’s Mystery Bus Tour mysteriously had no bus. We gathered in a bunch of more youthful
participants, including gorgeous young ladies that collectively slashed the
average age of Hash (Old Bait had brushed us off in favour of a paint
brush).
Camilla once again opened his heart and his hut to
hash where re-enactments of some of the more salubrious scenes of the
saucy soiree staged by Salacious SOS in 2013. (The
Hash legal team had advised against revisiting the footage). Bit parts were played by Bootrooter getting
battered by boys, bespectacled search and tools narrated by SILIC, the skits went on! A sweet new runner, friend of Bec had come as
her bodyguard but was going to have a job guarding her own. Significant runs to BENT NOSE with 1200 and
PHUKWIT PHIL on 700.
A brew tub of fruity rum & wodka laced punch was dished out by Fluid Movement as the
reward for many down downs. These were punctuated by the timely front entry of FWOP & Her
Vag done up to the nines with slicked up hair. All the youngsters were lined up out the front
to be paraded as the future of our great group with Plucka insisting she had
the credentials to be included in the future brigade. (Hymen is to be commended
on his bring-a-friend initiatives.)
Back on the Bus with our driver to journey on to
Quoin Hill Winery for wine and cheese where our mate Lucky Phil the Chef was
preparing our lovely chicken A La Phill and Steve and Trish put love into the
beef shiraz pies. ANDY PJ found us again and delighted with dalliances of song
and dance.
Heavy provided a classy masterpiece to the tune of Rod
Stewart’s “Tonight’s Black Tie Night” its
gonna be alright. Cause I lust for you girl. Ain’t nobody gonna stop us now.
The lines rightly painted all the hash Tarts as Godesses that give our Hash
lives grit. Shafted added “Give me a home among the gum trees” as Give me a winery among the
wind farms to celebrate the venue and thank the hosts. Bus Driver Ian’s
fave, Lean on Me and lots of other bopping songs went on and picked up when a
car load of seniors split.
The juice of the night undoubtedly was the dancing of
Mounty and Plucka and…….. unfortunately the piss cut in to the memory of the reliable source leading to some unreliability
and this time there were no security cameras!! We therefore must forgive the
consequent sketchy nature of recollections.
Home early and fighting fit the next day. Yeah Right!!!
Next Week’s Run: Brownlow
Night at the Park Hotel in Sturt Street by FOP Theme; Footy Attire.
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