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Run No:- |
1113 |
Date:- 19 July 2004 |
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Location:- |
Klong Toey Port |
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Hare:- |
Jeff Reynolds |
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Scribe:- |
George "of the jungle" Morgan |
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The hash seems to have got stuck at the port like a cracked gramophone record (for Mini and other hashers old enough to remember such phenomena). Things started off well with the on time arrival of our boat containing the usual bevy of young Dutch lovelies with their sit up and beg bicycles. But, just as they were about to disembark, the boat and the landing jetty were suddenly caught up in a swell caused by the wash of a boat. The swell made one of the braless young lovelies almost burst out of her skimpy t-shirt right in front of Frank, as she wobbled out of the boat. Some less than chivalrous hashers gaffawed with laughter at the fine sight, while Frank appeared to get a hard on.
That turned out to be very much the high point of the run, so to speak. The first sign that all was not well was the fact that the hare broke tradition by joining the pack. The first check was at a point where there were at least 12 different paths within 100 yards going in different directions. Your scribe was checking one of them with a line of runners behind him. Then he looked behind again and found the line of runners had disappeared without so much as a murmur, let alone a call. Having diligently checked all the other 11 paths and found nothing but two misleading large dobs of flour turned to paste by the rain, he came to the conclusion that it must be a back check. True enough he eventually found an arrow and some paper way back on the main road. Unfortunately by this time it was too late to do the whole run and risk getting lost in the dark at another fiendish check. So had a little spin around the park and then set off back to the jetty. On the way he encountered FRB Thebathtian Lavoie who informed him that he had not missed a great run.
The pack waited in the boat for about 10 minutes for the hare to appear with the stragglers and finally could wait no longer. So Bug Turner declared that we should sod the stragglers in the fine tradition of the Bangkok Monday Hash and ordered the boatman to cut the hawsers and get under way. The hare appeared at the Sanitary Section some time later, apparently having got lost on his own run. In the circle the hare was awarded the hash shit by popular acclaim (there being no other contenders) and renamed Hairy Palmer in addition to receiving several other well deserved down downs. POTW went, I think, to a noisy Australian visitor called Corporal Punishment for something I can’t remember. A small group of hashers went on the OnOnOn at Suda Restaurant which has apparently now been forgiven for booting out the hash 10 years ago when Bullet complained she had overcharged us.
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On Monday 19 July we had 17 Harriers, 3 Harriettes and 1 visitor, total 21. The visitor was Jock Hill (Colonel someone from Canberra) and returners included Paul "Katoey Kickboxer" Loke, Andy Grob and Mike Belew "Mr Happy".
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