Run 1959 Troppo Run from the Lake View, hares Nutcracker and D & C
A warm, breezy night greeted a large crowd of tropically attired Hashers upstairs at the Lake View, where "The Team" was busily ticking off the bespoke shirts as the purchasers ascended. It is not known if Glider ordered a shirts as he failed to ascend, turned around and returned to Bendigo.
The run was yet another splendid sneaky Spencer spiral, circling around and through the suburb now known as Lake Wendouree to finish at the boat shed, where Monique presided behind the bar for the drink stop. But the boat failed to float. Most were warmer because of it.
Fascinator quickly handed over to Shafted, who reprised last weeks' song, with Dr Death. Sounded just like Nummy sang it 7 days ago. D & D sounded the same as well. Same song sheet, different song. His heart is in the right place.
Shafted couldn't screw the run as he also failed to ascend in time, but sang this weeks song, a lov-er-ly bastardisation of Cat Stevens' Moonshadow, to general amusement.
Mountie then fronted the throng, saying "I'm no good with a microphone", and demonstrating exactly what she meant.
1959 Nummy born, weighing 9 lb 10 oz (ouch!). Pimp also was born at 9 lb 10 oz. He kept on going. (Why was she born so Beautiful...)
Lego patented ( Nutcracker, Leg openings). The Bill complaining of a sore arse after a recent colonoscopy. Nummy was drinking again as a birthday girl, also Plucka, who had the pleasure of sleeping in Rowdy's bed for the big day and night.
Charges then to Captain Pugwash, Seaman Stains, and Roger the Cabin Boy.
"Why is BF wearing sea shells?" Because she has grown out of her B shells.
Charges from before the run: BF again for her Ballarat Cup efforts, Rowdy also for summat, the Hares for the issue with Glider and the stairs.
Fascinator grabbed the microphone, to confess yet again "I may have fucked up". Welcomes back then awarded to Sillic, Pimp, Dimwit and others, farewell from work to BF Pauline (Fuck off, ya c*nt....)
More charges from the cup, (the hat's brand new), Masturbate for failing to share his winning tips, more jokes, including one from Dimwit which was a disaster, and then back up the stairs for meals.
The last stragglers were booted out of the pub at around 10 pm, decided on another drink stop at the boot of Maxine's care, and were treated to a live show from the first floor. Unexpected but educational.
No idea where next week's run is nor who will set trail. Half a Bar is in Thailand and seems not at all interested.
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