The hash preamble started with a frank exchange of views between Pickled Fart and Dingo. The email exchange was conducted in the public domain, so was available to those who use and look at the comment section of the website. I am not sure if that many use this function. No doubt the people who engaged in this spat felt better for it. However the use of the comments function may be beyond the capacity of many hashers. Nevertheless it is good to see the innovative use the site.
It was the Dr Who run <<cue the Dr Who music>>, the world’s longest running science fiction TV programme. Well it is good to know that it has now been adopted by the world’s most populous running/drinking club. We are assured that the Doctor appears internationally, on BBC entertainment (the money making part of the BBC). The hash, being an international organisations had 2 participants had flown in from the USA, that afternoon, to attend the Dr Who conference. Conference attendance, I understand, was a sell-out, but not in the 43 seconds (as was reported for the return Python gig).
Maintaining the Dr Who theme, Stayover arrived with his roll of aluminium foil, a strange cultural habit of people coming from north of Hadrian’s wall? Well why not? He is probably an avid Great British Bake off fan. Stayover and another hasher created a mask. The mask was supposed to make them look like cybermen. It merely created the effect of a person who had been severely burnt; caused excessive reading of News International’s output? The masks caused angst among London’s general populace. Alternatively had stayover got Dr Who and Alexander Dumas? Was he the man in the iron mask? Or had Dr Who been confused with the wizard of Oz? He and his colleague were masquerading as the “Tin man”, who allegedly had no brain…….I leave it to hashers to make their own decisions.
In keeping with the Dr Who theme, the hare Love Deuce, arrived with 2 daleks; whacker and 2 AM. But hashers were left to wonder, where was the plunger? With no plunger, there had been an apparent mastectomy, becoming very fashionable with men and their manbo8bs. There was a gun, of sorts, it was short and floppy. It appears that the daleks had a case of brewer’s drupe, notwithstanding the short barrel. Clearly Whacker and 2 AM had been indulging in excessive social drinking. As daleks they had been emasculated. I understand that wearing these Dalek outfits was a torrid experience; according to Whacker the build-up of sweat was bad, well that’s a positive, as they may be a commensurate increase in thirst.
No Dr Who is complete without a TARDIS. Immediately outside Earls Court Tube station is a “Time and Relative Dimension in Space”device (TARDIS to the non-cognoscenti). To earthlings and hashers this structure may also be known as a Police, public call box. A structure used by the“Girls and Boys in blue”. Conveniently, but not arranged by Love Deuce, (Actually, Scribe LD did organise this through Met Police!! – Dingo) a policeman was on hand to open the TARDIS so we can have a look inside. What is in there? Well it stored a lot of stuff, but it did have a wash basin and other facilities.
The run was set by Love Deuce, around Hyde park and its environs, including a yet to be opened fayre, complete with a large Ferris wheel and a radio mast topped with an illuminated white knob. Makes up for the hashers emasculated daleks. There was a drink stop of chili vodka and maggots (wine gums soaked in Vodka). Excellent; on inn.
The scribe did not stay for the down down, so sinners have not been mentioned. It appears that a comment on campanology may have gone un-noticed, but a few chimed in. Surprising really, as many hashers either work within earshot of Big Ben or from Bow Bells.
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