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Bangkok Monday Hash House Harriers
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Run:- 1215. Date:- 3 July 2006.
Location:- Pracha Utit Road, Thonburi
Hare:- Graeme "Mini" Bristol
Scribe:- Alastair "Beefeater" AtkinsonThe mighty ivory towers of Mongkut beckoned the usual display of the Monday elite. “If you set it, they will come” were the words that abound playfully, carried by the breeze, around the structures of the ABAC car park attendant school that is King Mongkut University. “If you set it, they will come” were the words that were blatantly ignored by the hare…especially in the park.
The start of the run took us past thousands of regimented freshmen students being shouted at and in turn shouting their undying love to Ajarn Mini. In adequate horse racing parlance, I found myself ‘nearer last than front’ ‘but coming strongly none the less’. I began to feel that some of the runners’ ideas of checking were just to stroll around ‘lolly gagging’; the management end of checking I guess.
Repeatedly I found myself at the coal face end of the checking process. It’s a pity the management end never made sure that the proletariat doing the checking actually heard them call on on; still that’s what happens when a neck down checker checks; they’re expendable you see.
So then, apart from a few brief places, I found myself running mostly by myself around the 9.46km circuit of the afore mentioned ABAC taxi driver skills and horn blowing school / examination centre. One day the mass of automatons will graduate and become independently thinking taxi drivers to chauffeur ABAC students around.
And so it was that time came to pass and I eventually found my way into the park searching for paper, searching for chalk, searching for any fucking thing that was a sign of a trail. After going back and forth and then forth back to back and then forth back to forth again I decided that there was no fucking trail and therefore made my way out of the park via the entrance.
Later, the hare concurred that there was indeed no trail in the park, and that I should have known better than to expect to find a trail on the trail. Which was coincidental as this was the very though being echoed in my own mind as I ran along the entire 9.46km circuit of the ABAC Janitor Training Centre for the infirm and unfirm.
The circle became a square; obviously I thought, paying tribute to the anniversary of operation Catapult; a WWII military operation that in 1940 involved the fine British fighting boys blowing up the ships of the dirty nasty cheating French. The French, of course, were all Germans at the time as the real French were all busy running away from everyone and everything. The historians among you might recall the famous quote of this period by the soldier Private Douche, whose impassioned feelings mirrored those of the entire French army…that’s the French one not the German one…. “Luuk…erp dere en le tree…it appen to be a minkey….quicky… ou est la gare…fekking run away and avec it on le heels quicky quicky…”
The ON ON ON was located somewhere close to the ABAC second eleven training ground cum railway amusement park, and was being frequented by several ABAC minivan drivers, dining after their recent MBA/MRTS lecture on puncture repair techniques. The fare was fair and of such quality that it prompted AKM to note that McDonalds now have a 24hr home delivery service…a useful piece of information to bear in mind for the next time the hash visits the ABAC Artisan and Green Keepers’ training and educational facility for the blind.
ON ON
Beefeater
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On Monday we had 12 Harriers, 8 Harriettes, 0 new boots and 1 visitors, total = 21. Welcome back to returner Som "NonStop", Elen "Hungry Bum" Day, Graeme "Mini" Bristol, Peamsak "Button Fly" Boonyasartpun, Lem "No Good Boyo" Morgan, Clyde "Adorable Blue Balls" Albrecht.
