Place: The run was on a site called "new" and associated with Seli and Littlejohn, so Seli was very much present, not only as a Hare (with Rowdy) but also as a chef. (The mosque of the Abel's tomb can be seen from there.)
Weather: Was apparently imported straight from Europe, though no one admitted to smuggling it in. Littlejohn did arrive from those parts a few hours before the Hash, but can't be blamed, as the cold, rain and snow had blown in from Lebanon ahead of him, nipping the promise of spring in the bud. The fire would have been more than welcome.
Down downs were administered by RA Littlejohn to:
1/ The Hares, for a nice though muddy up and down run, and a sheltered walkers' trail through a green valley past some bravely flowering trees.
2/ The Virgins, Wisam from Palestine and Antti from Finland - are the Fins invading again? (Maybe it was he who supplied the weather).
3/ Your unfaithful correspondent, for returning to the circle after weeks of absence, apparently missed by all...
4/ To Dean, for being visually disabled and leading the convoy astray just short of the destination
5/ Seli, for achieving 10 runs and obtaining a hat (why the change from navy blue to drab grey?)
6/ Dean and John for shortcutting
7/ A sort of en mass confused downdown for confused Hashers: Rafi and Rowdy, who had had a hard time with the paint - there were 2 versions of the story, not so much conflicting as one abridged (by Rowdy) and one in full and confused (by Rafi); Seli, White Thrashed and Littlejohn got in as well, for reasons even more confused, but possibly just in order to sadistically delay nourishment.
When no more sins could be found and just before all died of exposure and starvation, Seli dished up a delicious 4 course meal: buns, salad, hot beef Stroganoff AND chocolaty desert. This last had a strong competition in Zila's banana cake; future Hashers beware: we are NOT a club for weight watchers!
The thirst was quenched by the Dutch beer Amstel, to a particular delight of René, who wanted to know, where Rafi had found this treasure. However, if he ever tries to follow the confused Rafi´s confused directions, he will not find even himself ever again.
Despite the sumptuous meal, Littlejohn suggested to reunite shortly for another one in the Maharaja restaurant. The few that woke up in time (Zila and Peter, Huda, Blanka, Dean and the RA himself) did not regret it, except perhaps for somewhat unrestful sleep of those unaccustomed to Indian food) .
On on,
Blanka
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