Hashers met in a pubic carpark as usual. The special event was celebrated by pre-run drinks of G & T, Prosecco & Aperol, under a warm Riviera sunshine/blue sky, as the group accumulated, kissing and shaking hands (or other parts). Meeting was 14:00 for a 14:30 start, most of the expected people arrived before kickoff. Unfortunately Tosspot & Dire Rear were stuck on the road due the French Traditional Manif, decorated with pretty yellow jackets (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yellowjacket).

The Hares were Padre & PhD, they had set trail in themorning before the start. There had been a bit of a delay, apparently PhDneeded a professional to attend to her Pubic Hair, which took a while tocomplete to her full satisfaction. But eventually Parde and PhD sent the Hashon its way, going East around a few industrial buildings, with plenty of big“O”s to keep the ladies happy. After a few false trails, the Hash continuedEast then we came to a ditch, and the trail went both sides, but onlyIncredible Hulk went the route needing to cross the ditch (the wimpy Padre hadsuccumbed to his Cohare, not to set the runners trail to cross a ditch, he isgoing soft in his old age.. it comes to us all). Then across the road headingNorth, with the inevitable uphill. The complete lack of beer-stops caused some consternation, but the runners kept going despite the unfavourable conditions.

Up, then up, and up some more…  the trailwent on, with only a few bits of shaggy, virtually no undergrowth and not asingle construction site to ross (Padre is definitely going soft). The trailwas almost all on roads, the sun shone, the views were good, dogs barked, and asmall boy sitting on a wall helped the bewildered walkers by telling them therunners had gone by. So despite their bewildered state, walkers were able tofind the way OK. After a few more checks and searching, the trail went West andfinally down-hill, going along a farm track (the nearest thing to shiggy allday) and through the edge of a field and the ‘garden’ of an abandoned house,coming out at the bakery a few hundred metres from the start; so the On-In backwas easy form here. All gathered, runners, walkers, knackered old walkers andlate-kummers, for a few drinks then the circle, with our RA, Padre. During thecircle, Padre effectively re-arranged the nattering Ladies (& men) toreduce the chattering. Contessa arrived mid- circle (early for the Party) andthe Perpetch was noted as buggering off mid circle.

DDs (I did not understand it all, so I guess some bits..)

Contaminating Trail: Darth Vader & Wanka

Mugless – many… (possibly a record number, too many to remember)

Levvrette had a DD, for something about her monkey-fisting with a coconut (not sure how Padre knew about it)

Late Kummers – Tosspot, Dire Rear & Drag Anchor

Palinka (Hungarian 40% pear juice) – Inc Hulk, Haggis, Romanian, Sinex, Padre and probably some others

St Andrews day: All the Scots, Romanians & Greeks

Warm-up run (10K before the Hash) : Lonely

Hiding his virgin (Julie) : Lonely

Shitty behaviour not marking route: Inc Hulk, Lonely, Perpetch, Plchard  (which stressed Prestressed who had been talking on the phone too long, caused by bewildered hashers).

 The Circle closed with a rousing Swing Slow, then all headedto hotels/home to get ready for Evening Party. Farty bum drove the beer toPrestressed home,  IH & haggis sat inthe back of the car, and as FB explained, ‘Padre would cum in the front’ (but he must have been very subtle about is as we did not notice any mess on thewindscreen).

SHW proposals were made, but held over to the Sunday Hair ofthe Dog run.

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