Tuesday, December 22, 2020

 

   
Hash Run #2013 – XMAS RUN

One of our annual highlights and I think we were looking forward to this year’s Xmas run more than previous years... and it didn’t disappoint!
We gathered at the 
Piano Bar Ballarat
 at 6:30pm only to find it closed ðŸ˜¯. This caused a great deal of concern to most and brought back memories of a Christmas run past (Learmonth). Our worries were allayed as our GM welcomed us and said that it was all part of his cunning plan. Rowdy then handed around the much-anticipated song sheets and, in memory of our fallen Hashers, led us in Hash Hymn # 1 ðŸŽ¶ Swing Low ðŸŽ¶
The first leg of our run sent us across to the Titanic Bandstand where we had our first beer (out of the back of Donut’s ute) and a quick chat with Hashers we hadn’t seen all year. Tribute was paid to our GM with the first Carol of the evening, ðŸŽ¶ Oh cum on me Donuts ðŸŽ¶ (Oh come all ye faithful)
OnOn was then up to the choir steps at Alfred Deakin Place where renditions of SS’s ðŸŽ¶ Silver Balls ðŸŽ¶ and ðŸŽ¶ Dimwit’s Wonderland ðŸŽ¶ were belted out for the general public. (Silver Bells and Winter Wonderland).
The inclement weather did little to dampen out spirits, though it did quicken our pace as we headed to our next stop at Reptile Gulch. There we sang the perennial favourites ðŸŽ¶ Little Dumber Boy ðŸŽ¶ and Lois Lane’s ðŸŽ¶ Awake with a stranger ðŸŽ¶ (Away in a manger)
The constant rain prompted a detour to the Golden Point Cricket Club Bar, which provided shelter and access to alcohol. There we sang ðŸŽ¶ Pebbles huge cock ðŸŽ¶ (jingle bells rock), Campaspee’s ðŸŽ¶ Give it a blow ðŸŽ¶ (Let it snow), and Quick Dick and Head Hunter’s ðŸŽ¶ Born in the king of anal hell ðŸŽ¶ (The first Noel).
We also used this venue as an opportunity for charges, first up were the subjects of all the songs so far. (too many to list here)
Dr Death charged Quick Dick after the “anal hell” song, advising him to aim for “the second hole from the back of the neck”.
Fop was charged as after all his PhD work he is now just a bartender … “One Dr drinks, all Drs drink”
Mounite pointed out that on Gina’s apron were the words “Fuck the Nutcracker
Quick Dick charged Plucka as “now we know that her pubes are ginger
We set off in the rain to Bakery Hill for a quick rendition of “Beneath the Southern Cross” before stopping in for our annual visit to Boots at Skin Ski n Surf and the traditional Tommy Half a Bar play list (🎶 Good King Wenceslas, Hark the herald angels sing, Deck the Halls ðŸŽ¶)
A dash back to the Piano Bar to find it open with food, drinks and the fabulous Andy Pobjoy. Andy began by singing ðŸŽ¶ the 12 days of Hashing ðŸŽ¶. He then sang a tribute to Donuts and Fascinator with a magnificent version of ðŸŽ¶ Oh Holy Night ðŸŽ¶. Andy continued though the hash carol songbook and you could see the proud glint in Rowdy’s eyes as Andy was finally doing justice to all of his songs.
Good food, plenty of drink and lots of singing and dancing ensued. Without a doubt the most enjoyable Xmas run for aeons. After the year that was (or wasn’t) it was tremendous to be able to finally celebrate with our friends in this way. Heartfelt gratitude to our GM, Donuts, for organising the evening, Rowdy for his brilliant songs and Andy Pobjoy for has exceptional performance.
Next week’s run …. I honestly have no idea?? Whoever it is, please keep us posted

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