WANDERLUST AND WANTONNESS AT THE WATERWORKS
BAHH II HASH TRASH SATURDAY FEB 5 ‘22
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No trash last week! How could one be objective – subjective even – re such a do? Unprecedented PU with over 250 in attendance. More girls than boys stretched out on the grass. Can you visualize it? Today circa 100 at PD AIR MINUM, hot and sultry, bags of greensward and excellent parking, thanks to CLOSET QUEEN’S moist connections. It was PEARL NECKLACE’s actual birthday – Sir Robert Peel’s also – and he and MULTIGRIP, CLOSET QUEEN & ADJ were HARES. That’s enough HARES thank you. As to the conduct of the trail (10 or six k), very hot and sweaty, everyone caked in shiggy, little paper squares often undiscoverable, dodgy bamboo bridge dog unfriendly – all par for the course and not a single complaint. Happy Birthday PEARL NECKLACE and GUNG HEY FAT CHOY and DEW LAY SEE FAT to our Chinky chums, and thankee for delicious comestibles.
And welcome back CONCORD. Poor burger had been stuck in blighty for six months – dismal said he – but relieved by recreation of TOM BROWN’S HARD & HOUNDS paper-chase at Rugby, engineered by CONCORD & PENGUIN and attended by old friends including KLINGER and PHEELTHY PHROGGE. Sounds like a very good show. Well done Ron, hope to see you in Bali soon, if not at Port of Spain. Proceedings st PDAM mightily enlivened by CONCORD’S condom customization and PAK CU CANG (ex. Medan H3) and his SISTER BELINDA with bestial contribution from SPOOK, and barrage of screeching nightjars.
And speaking of our avian wonders, I was awakened before dawn a few days ago by a series of crashes in the hall. What on earth …? Dimly perceived in the rafters a large creeping entity: then I saw the long tail dangling, not furry but feathered – a Crow Pheasant or Coucal. Must have chased winged prey within; knocked over a few knick-knacks but no serious damage done. Su reports a troop of 50 long-tailed macaques in the valley where I laid the trail for my 82 years run. Refugees from the so-called Monkey Forest no doubt, and daily bands of monks visit kitchen, garden and temple, Knocked some tiles off the roof too – little buggers.