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8852017-12-17 11:00Bambi & Old Faithful - Sanity Clause ThemeEmsworth Dymoke St Car Park SU741077

It was f f f f freezing actually and Old Faithful's teeth were still chattering amongst themselves even after running round with kilos on his back and hot coffee down his neck, not helped by having a bout of man flu.

The question is, where have all our Hash Boards gone ?, we now seem to be down to two which means five have gone to that place where all the odd socks congregate. That is why the tortuous route to the little car park was indicated by little A4 signs strapped to lampposts. Enough hashers managed to follow them to give us a nice sized pack by the appointed hour, nearly all sporting some measure of festive dress.

Hairbrush and a giant two legged Christmas pudding called us to order to listen to the two Santas who just said "Ho! Ho! Ho!, regroup, Ho! Ho! Ho!" and pointed to the gap in the fence in the corner. Soon lots of muddy paws were picking their way through the eastern swamp to arrive at the big swinging rope check.

Tumbletot and Vixen proved to be consummate swingers while the rest scattered hither and yon in search of trail. It was found as we crossed The Sussex Border into Hollybank where a cunning loop in the trail was ignored by the renegade bunch of Snake Charmer, Dogwhistle, Pancsi, Spasher and Jones who tried and failed to rejoin the pack without being spotted.

We continued northeast through more shiggy to reach the bank of the brook along the edge of Longcopse where a falsie tempted many to test their balance by walking the slippery trunk. Then it was north back up the hill to a regroup and a "say cheese" snap before crossing Emsworth Common Road into Southleigh Forest.

We could have gone deep into the woods here but did not, instead we just headed west then south and re-crossed the road, a bit boring and without incident except for the Christmas Pudding having her shoe sucked off due to a carelessly placed foot in the swampy bit.

Kinky was the first to reach the reconstructed iron-age enclosure, taking the opportunity to drain the gallons of slimy spittle that had built up in his horny instrument. He says its very difficult to give a good blow in this cold weather because his lips keep getting frozen to the end.

That was it really, just a short scamper due south to the chariots, so near yet so far for Jones, to reach the On-In after exactly one hour of rather frigid hashing.

At the circle we talked about Cheesy Chip's failure to remain upright while on the lead to Deerhunter, Jones's proclivity for claiming he has a broken leg when tired, Prancer's absolutely disgusting "how to poo in the woods "demo, I think Ray Mears does it better in series one episode number two. The Hash-It was presented to Sinbad for laughing when the Christmas Pudding had her shoe sucked off.

Pru and Tigger seemed to have laid out a table overflowing with victuals which just could not be ignored, so we tucked in with great relish and great thanks until the party was concluded by the onset of a mild breeze bearing misty rain and no snow.

On On ! Bambi.

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