FULL MOON HASH
FRIDAY 25 MARCH 2005
Hares: Flossie & Ever Ready
Scribe: Ginger Root
To scribe or not to scribe, that is the question, particularly as this is my first attempt. It is not helped by the fact that Henry and Ginger Root got lost after the second pub (or rather they went to the wrong third pub!) however I have been given all sorts of inside information by the ever present Lick It Up, Anne Berlin and Black Widow.
I have to say that the Suburban Bar at first sight appeared to be far too posh for the hash. It was full of bright young things wearing their latest trendy outfits, glammed up to the nines, and there was me and Ann Berlin looking like scruffs. We did not think the bouncer would let us in but he took pity on us and let us through. Not quite the same consideration was given to Henry Root who was wearing his very outrageous Malaysian Hash pyjamas. The bouncer said “I am very sorry sir but you cannot come in here in a track suit” to which Henry replied “I’ll have you know young man this is not a track suit it’s my Malaysian pyjamas” -so he let him in!!!
Flossie seemed to fall in love with the toilets in this bar, she was obsessed with them actually telling every female in sight to go and have a look at them. Poor Annie, who could hardly walk due to a ski-ing accident, had to keep her legs crossed as these wonderful loos were down two flights of steps which she could not attempt in her condition!
The place was packed out, several recognisable faces from 20 odd years ago were there (old Regentites) and Magnum who seemed to be surrounded by exes.
The Roots mistakenly went to Zed Bar where Henry’s pyjamas continued to be the focus of everyone’s attention. Henry thought it was wonderful and wallowed in the glory of it all whilst I think everyone was frankly taking the piss! Whilst in there we were unaware of the fight which was taking place in The Mustard Pot where all the other hashers were gathered resulting in a chair being thrown though a window, colliding with Shaddy Plug’s chin and the police being called. The drinkers of Chapel Allerton had obviously been frustrated by the fact that it was Good Friday which meant limited drinking hours and having made up for lost time the drink got the better of many of them and pub number 4 (The Nags Head) resulted in yet a second fight of the night! At this point the Roots were in The Regent having a quiet peaceful drink, totally unaware of the bedlam taking place down the road.
Down downs were given at The Regent to Candy floss who forgot to pack the eggs (thank goodness!), hares Every Ready and Flossie and Shaggy Plug who had his bumbag stolen (info from Lick It Up).
Eventually, having lost the complete hash, and not realising the pub crawl was an hour behind schedule by this time, the Roots decided to go home (via a loo stop at The Queen’s Arms) and rescue the baked potatoes which were getting rather firm by this time!
First back were Ann Berlin and Black Widow. When offered a chilli potato Ann Berlin said to Henry “Yes, you can do me now” – is she mad? Henry just stood there like a twerp, for once he was lost for words.
All remaining hashers came back in dribs and drabs, most of the female hashers headed straight for the toilet (bladders getting weaker with old age I guess!) followed by the food. Poor Heroin was worse for wear and spent most of the night in the downstairs toilet with Nurse Flossie Nightingale looking after her, bless her. Henry has now finished cleaning the carpet.
An hour or so later Bag Lady turned up with her neighbour, Maureen and friends Howard and Paul. As a non-hasher Howard was mystified by most of the hashers (not surprising really is it) and said “Is this some sort of secret society?” Perhaps he thought we were spies or freemasons in disguise.
Down downs were given in the driveway to Ginger and Henry as hosts, Ever Ready and Living Bra who kept going on about how much hard work it was sussing out suitable pubs for the Scouse Weekend, Bag Lady and Maureen (returnee and visitor).
All in all an excellent evening, despite the fights, lack of eggs and Lick It Up failing to announce at 8.58 p.m. that it was actually the bewitching hour (too busy talking and drinking) .. but then nothing changes in an FD production.
PS This was a record turn out for a full moon hash – 21 attendees!
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