For want of a hare the trail was lost:
Okay, that’s sorted. We had 2 hares (Hot Shot and Pony Express) due in large part to the Herculean efforts of our esteemed hare raiser, spotted here doing, uh…erm…hmmm, well, something that he does from time-to-time:
For want of a trail the On-Inn was lost:
The overpopulation of hares resulted in a vigorous and stimulating trot through farmland, some gardens of stately homes, and across raging torrents. And, as if the streams caused by my urinary tract infection weren’t enough, we crossed rivers a couple of times, too:
Dippy, FBJ, GeeGee, Whadesay, Tinkerbell, and Salty braving the river crossing
For want of an On-Inn, the Circle was lost:
Wrist Action provided the treats as she scooped up our spiced and lubricated noodles with gusto and didn’t even bother to clean off the accumulated cheese. The On-Inn took place in a sheltered area of Little Milton and was a right socialable event, although no one felt comfortable discussing the ugliness spotted at the parish church a few meters away:
Cremation or barbeque? I hear it tastes a bit like pork.
For want of a Circle, the Hash was lost:
It has been a busy couple of weeks for the Oxford hashers and apparently they lost track of the inventory, using up all the Circle at the Canoe trip, on the Otmoor r”n, and in Milton Keynes. Fresh stocks have been back-ordered by the suppliers, but as soon as we have a tracking number for delivery we shall update you on the progress.
I thought everything tasted like chicken! I expect it was ‘palletable’ though!
In the photo I was trying to blow-up La Crease (sorry the cricket pitch).
Comment by Dipstick — June 10, 2010 @ 11:49 am