R*n 208: Cuddy Hill

Ho ho ho - Boxing Day run time again. Any excuse to dash about the countryside in a silly hat. So, all of those who had read the website, including Richard, a welcome visitor from Leamington Spa (His parents live at Ingol!), set off on their merry way; but Antiseptic and Cyberseptic who were a year behind the times, waiting at Scorton, caught us up later.

I can't remember the route, but it was lovely, through some fields, along the canal, a bit of road, just what we needed after the over indulgence of Christmas. White Noise was very pleased with herself when she actually did her first fish hook! She was heard to comment, during the inspection of the proposed new hash tops (very kindly modelled by Antiseptic in the pub) that they would do a good job of soaking up all her sweat whilst she was running!

No beer stop today - straight back to the pub to partake of post Christmas fayre, following the circle which saw down downs as follows:

• The 'models' from the Cumbria magazine (Myself, Cyberseptic, Minor Tw*t and Forever Blowing) strutting our stuff throughout our down down
• Bitter, for pretending to be GM at the start of the r*n
• Richard, who became SpaDickUs (tenuous link being Richard from Leamington Spa running with Us - you know the drill!)
• Wednesday, Cyberseptic, Pudsley, Spadickus and Forever Blowing for showing off and looking like proper runners by wearing shorts
• Major Twit, for stupidly admitting that she doesn't read the write ups (so why am I bovvering!) shame on you, GM!
• The Septics for going to Scorton when the r*n was at Eaves - 'hadn't bothered to go into Cyberspace to find out! Ho ho ho!
  

Happy New Hashing year

On on into 2007