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Run:- 1245 Date:-
29 January 2007.
Location:- Wat Sai, Bang Kruay
Hare:- Cengis
Scribe:- AKM
The committee of the BMH3, ever keen to commemorate
important historical events, allowed our resident ottoman Cenghiz
"Disgusting" Ertuna to perform the haring duties for run #1245. Members
of the Hash will no doubt recall that 1245 was the year, which witnessed
the signing of the Al-Azraq Treaty between the Christian King James I of
Aragon and the Muslim commander Mohammad Abu Abdallah Ben Hudzail al
Sahuir, popularly known as Al-Azraq, in the Iberian Peninsula. That
treaty saw Al-Azraq agree to stop bashing the Spaniards about and behave
himself, if only for the time being. However, our own Cenghiz is not a
man to be controlled by treaties or entreaties of any kind and the pack
assembles at Wat Sai looked forward to a tricky run through a fairly
well-known area. The hare had cunngingly decided not to start from his
preferred site of Baan Suan restaurant but this fooled few as we felt
sure we would cover some of the trails that emanate from that stoired
site, especially as it was only about 500m from where we started.
A largish pack of around 35 runners headed off from the start point and
were quickly onto winding small trails through orchards. As expected,
while the general areas was known to seasoned hashers, the Hare made
good use of difficult checks which worked to keep the pack together.
This had the disadvantage however, of meaning that those people actually
checking (Beefeater, Canal Rapee, Tickler, Narest and the other usual
suspects including your scribe) continually found themselves behind the
motley collection of fat-arsed farang women and sundry geriatrics and
cripples who made up most of the pack. Not to be daunted, the front
runners blazed the way and brought the pack in in around one hour. Those
with GPS devices proclaimed that the run was somewhere between 5.5 and
5.9km. Clear evidence the the weight of one of those useless pices of
expensive technology encourages the bearer to shortcut dramatically.
The circle convened after a period of social drinking during which 4X2
and your scribe relished the fine array of snacks provided by the Hash
Piss. Rare are the occasions when members of the BMH3 are treated to not
one, not two, but three different varieties of peanuts! The pre-circle
social drinking also featured Tinker making friends with some local
lunatic who was giving away tubes of some kind of anti-bacterial gel
which Noriega assured us could be ably employed as a manual lubricant if
not a social one.
The circle itself was a was an affair tending to wit rather than humour
(I assume this becaause of the lack of crowd laughter) during which I
paid my usual degree of rapt attention, hence the lack of detail in my
recollections
The on-on-on took place at a nearby eatery which only opens when Cenghiz
or some other intrepid hare takes a pack of hashers to eat there. The
repast (described by one hashman as consisting of " fish, twigs, soup
and cold fried rice') was enlivened by the Hare's provision of some fine
Australian table wine which he has had squirreled away since his UN
days, no doubt. The Aussie red served to make the meal and the company
more palatable, and also to drive away the unseasonal chill that had
Joylide seeking for warmth underneath your scribe's sarong, a foolish
quest as you might imagine. Thanks to my Turkish Dad for putting the run
together and on on to run 1246.
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On Monday 29 January we had 22 Harriers, 11 Harriettes, 1
new boot and 1 visitor, total = 35. Returners included Bob "Bullit"
Boulter, Joost "Hashendale" Zwager, Jeff "Bugs" Gay, Peter "Haterpeacox"
Haycox, and Martyn "Lurch" Sanderson. Welcome to New Boot Yiu Wisalinee.
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