The 28th of April Hash certainly deserves its Trash, though it is being hashed up late and is missing the normal publication deadline.
It was set by Dean, Sawsau and Wise Pranker at the site nr. 70 (or 71?), in the pine wood off the old Beirut highway and was unusually well attended, especially by children and babies. The reason for this was probably the special treat organised by Dean, namely downdowns and barbecue on the premisses of the Shell Country Club in Saboura. In the end, though, nobody took advantage of the swimming pool; either everybody had forgotten their swimmers at home, or were too weighted down by the plentiful and varied grilled meats accompanied by a full scale mezze, or simply nobody dared first...
The downdowns on the green grass, administered by Littlejohn, returned to us after a longish absence, were for the Hares, to the not very original chorus lines of "too short, too long" and the likes, a few virgins (Andrea, Ruth, Reem and ? - canīt read Johnīs handwriting). The one for a returnee Stephen had to be aborted, as the RA missed his return last time. Ryan was had for shortcutting and Wise Pranker for some confusion, which he seemed very surprised to hear about.
There was a couple of variations of the usual routine :
The Hash memorial clothing presentation - Joan and Jobbish Behaviour received their 10 runs caps, and Jeff a 25 runs T-shirt.
Then came the grand finale - the christening of your humble correspondent, who is henceforth obliged to go by the Hash name "Diplomaniac". Hmmmmm. The toilet brush was duly produced, but mercifully not the cute "hat" Sally/Ball Crusher had been graced with at hers.
Onon,
"Diplomaniac"
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