The Downhill Slide

 
 

Cheese is getting on in years and it won't be long until he's over the hill.
To get us all in the right frame of mind, he organised for his birthday for the Hash to have an hour on the waterslide, to ensure we ALL feel our age the next day.
Afterwards, his Mum made great pizzas and Pistol Pete cooked them in his own little personal backyard crematorium.
Guardy entertained us with his very slippery lippery, and the raffle was as rigged as ever. Lady Luck never got a look in.
Next week's R*n on Feb 7th is being set by Eagle, or maybe Mabel, from Tea Tree Lane off Pardoe Road, East Devonport, with the On On back at Eagle's place, 25 Torquay Road, East Devonport.
On! On! Dini

OZ Day at Fanny May

GoneAgain set a run from FannyMay's place to celebrate Australia Day! Some of us were draped in gold and green, but only one could win the prize for best costume. According to Tracka, and the decision was unanimous, Killer won the best costume prize for dressing as Albert Namatjira.

Fresh Fanny and Filthy were visitors from Townsville, the first of the grey nomad brigade to hit our shores for Nash Hash, and they were suitably impressed by our drinking prowess.

FanyyMay outdid herself by cooking up a storm which started with a mid-run serving of vegemite sandwiches and good old beer, all hand delivered and served at the war memorial by MonaLuna. The slower runners missed out as the walkers with a ferocious appetite ate them all. Back at the OnOn in James street the runners were awarded with an early serving of party pies and saveloys served so hot that they had to wait with eating till the walkers made it back. Roast lamb in rolls with gravy and mint jelly... and fairy bread and Anzacs for desert completed the tucker and a healthy serving of port was on hand to flush it all down. Fireworks and burned marshmallows on sticks completed the evening.

Next run from the Ulverstone Waterslide! Women are instructed to wear white bikini tops or none at all, and blokes can come as they wish.

Fanny May?

I know that everyone knows where Fanny May lives, and many of you might still have a key to her house. But those that don't: today's run is at 10 James Street in Devonport....

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Green and Gold

Yes Hashers, Australia Day is on the horizon! That means that Dint is absolutely correct in forecasting a Green and Gold look for next monday's Hash at Fanny May's. Since the Full Moon Hash at Furner's on Thursday night will be closer to the actual Australia Day we will have to all order Meatpies and Beer there and drape ourselves in Green and Gold.

Australia Day Poem

Australians are a funny lot, you'll often hear one curse,
How things have started badly, and they'll probably get worse,
The weathers dry, the sun's so hot it's stolen all the water,
The Government has never done the things we think they oughta'.

But if we hear a tourist say his home is much more grand,
They had better be prepared to make a very solid stand.
For although we Aussies may complain at what's become our lot,
When someone knocks this country, we defend with all we've got.

We may criticize some teenage brat, may even wish them failure,
But we stand behind them cheering when they're playing for Australia.
Because, if this is home to you, the country of your birth,
Then you back the native player to beat anyone on Earth.

When the cricket bats are swinging or when someone scores a try,
When a home grown horse has won the cup and made the owner cry,
When some Paralympics athlete hits the front and sets the pace,
You'll hear "Aussie Aussie Aussie" as the crowd goes off their face.

And although we like to take a break in overseas locations,
If you take the time to question this nomadic population,
They will tell you without blinking that wherever they may roam,
The best part of the journey was the last bit, ....coming home.

For the sun was never brighter on the beach at Waikiki,
Than it is on all the sandy shores Australia has to see,
The water never purer nor the air as fresh and clear,
The people never friendlier than those that we have here.

If you venture to the outback where grass is scarce as snow,
As you swelter you may wonder what it was that made you go,
But just look at the locals who have lived there since their birth,
And I know you will not find a better class of folk on earth.

All across this wide brown country from the Cape to Hobart town,
There are people who will help you when you find the chips are down,
And if someone should abuse you, and does it just because,
Then that person's not Australian, and that person never was.

So when you feel disgruntled just remember this rendition,
And never blame the country for the acts of politicians,
Look up and count your blessings when you see our flag unfurled,
And be grateful that you live in the best country in the world.

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