| Run No:- | 1041 |
Date:- 3rd March 2003 |
| Location:- | Noriegas, Patpong | |
| Hares:- | Bruce Weeks and Marie Blond | |
| Scribe:- | Lem 'No Good Boyo' Morgan | |
'HH' was not around when Hon GM sent us off from Noreiga's bar. There was obviously some confusion over starting time as it was not 5.15pm, neither was it 5.30pm. But we ran through the crowds up Silom toward Lumpini Park. There was a rumour that 'HH' would be doling out Sky Train tickets on the way and perhaps an ounce of something exotic, but disappointingly this turned out not to be the case.
On the way up Silom sidestepping between the crowds, a rather well dressed but irate English chappie got hold of my arm and sniffily asked, "why are you running here? This is entirely inappropriate" Why the hell did he pick on me? Did I look like an easy touch? a Welshman who would 'wai' to an Englishman and carry on without remark? No effing way. He was rather taken aback and scuttled off down Silom when I remarked that we were running to Lumpini where all athletes go, and he should fuck-off because he was inappropriately dressed…
Crossing into Lumpini Park, Noriega has the foresight to shout " watch the wire" which was suspended from a set of traffic lights on Rama 4 carrying 400volts AC into an electricity junction at Lumpini. However, the cry was in vain, for 'Weedeater' heard it too late and suspended the tension on the wire to a maximum as it caught his throat. This could have been a job for 'Jor Sor' radio if as it seemed likely the whole of Silom's traffic system might crash. However, such was the flexibility of 'Weedeaters' oesophagus that the wire extended briefly to return to its normal position when 'Weedeater let it go with a shudder.
It will not surprise you to learn that no-one heard calls for ON ON - the traffic was so bad, but we crossed Wireless Road and headed off towards Asoke on that raised bit that takes cyclists, walkers and entertains young Thai soccer players. Over the expressway more steps (52 up and 52 down on each bridge) but then a devious back check into some slum dwellings entering the Tobacco Monopoly. We ran down Krong Thip road, crossed Falling Rain drive, passed Woodbine Avenue and Marlboro Crescent only to get a false ON ON call from 'Boobaloob'. Half the pack was missing at this stage but the other half back-checked and found a trail which had already been found by a nonchalantly walking 'George of the Jungle'. I think it was called Craven-A road, or was it Marlboro Reds, which led to Rama 4. Gontier, Beefeater and other frb's were by now well ahead, and only yours sincerely and 'Graham, Graham Bywater' were in sight of two other runners. The long and the short of it is that 'Weedeater' and 'While you're down there' sped passed the bridge at Ngam Du Phli missing the arrows at the foot of the bridge and led us astray down Silom. Our hash was therefore different to others in that we found Soi Convent and cut across to Silom and home. Of course, there was no one else there as everyone else was stayed on trail. 'Weedeater' later said in the circle that 'While you're down there' had deliberately led him away from his missus 'No-meat'. Most were sceptical.
At the circle visitors from Hong Kong, Houston, Germany (no town given!) and Pattaya, Thailand (as they say in the US). Scribes are really not able to remember names, but the guy from 'no town given' was called 'Shithouse' and he couldn't drink all his beer - which really is surprising for member of that litre-guzzling race. 'Ajarn K M' slid into to the circle in full working regalia - rather like that Englishman that I met earlier on Silom. His full sartorial elegance rested on a beautiful pair of new, shiny black shoes. A latecomer then arrived and asked whether this was the KL hash and was promptly given a down down. Paul 'Katoey Kickboxer' was given one too for claiming Soi 4 for his own. And finally when all the nominations were called in to the middle for the POTW award, they were unceremoniously kicked out again when 'Ajarn KM' revealed that Marie our cook extraordinaire was pissed off because she had never been awarded this token of merit. So she got the full Monty - dick head and the dick.
ON ON ON was called upstairs where a magnificent buffet was laid out courtesy of our own 'Lion King', Marie and others. The ladies in the bar downstairs were looking rather bored when I left and I don't know if they found suitable entertainment later.
ON ON to an Ides of March toga run at Suan Somdej next Monday at 5.30pm
No-good boyo
*****
On Monday 3 March we had 23 Harriers, 9 Harriettes, 2 new boots and 11 visitors, total = 45. Returners included Paul Loke, KC Marshment, Vialai J., and Maew Hutchison. Welcome to New Boots Jeff Wachtel (jwasia2001@yahoo.com) and Noi "Light My Fire" Chomphoophuen (c_ratchanee@hotmail.com). They joined after the circle so should get their down downs next time they run with the BMH3.
