QH3 Run 860. Three Nuns, Loughborough

RUN #860

Date : Monday 23rd February 2015 (19:15)
Location: Three Nuns, Loughborough (LE11 1UD)
Hares: Chicki and Too Tuf
Weather: Dry but cold
Pack size: 10

This was a trail meant to start from the White Hart but much to the surprise of hashers, and no doubt a shock to the hares, it was closed for a private function. Fortunately for the hares, right next door was a dog-friendly pub that served a good range of ales. The hares' excuses continued before the hash had even started. The trail was to be shorter than planned because one of the hares (the one with the flour) was delayed by public transport. The other hare, who only shops with Ocado, was obviously unaware that flour could be purchased from Tesco's across the road.
For a town trail, there was a surprising abundance of shiggy (mainly along the canal) and plenty of dark patches. Too bad for those who didn't take a torch or had their town shoes on - more good advice from the hares.
This trail was an early bid for shortest trail of the year. Malteaser clocked up just 3.2 miles whilst I had to squeeze the most out of long checks to do 4 miles. B*gger and Goblin, verging on becoming athletes, felt obliged to run an extra loop to record over 4 miles. However, Trianal did a reasonable length without much effort as he missed the On Inn and wandered about for quite a while, fortunate to spot his own car so he could find where he was.
The RA Butt Plug, who managed to organise yet another dry spell for the trail in an otherwise wet period of weather, led the circle inside. First, DD went to Captain Oates who arrived just in time to see the pack departing. He stumbled out the car pulling another muscle, no further jokes about customers required. This was a rare trail on which Captain Oates was seen at the start, middle and end of the trail. This was seen as a negative point in the run discussion as a descent trail has to ensure he is out for "a long while". Next DD went to Trianal for missing the On Inn followed by B*gger who happened to mention his tree planting activities in the National Forest. He got his DD to a very muddled version of the Lumberjack song. Malteaser and Butcher's Dog were overheard by the RA talking about bubbles, how big they could blow and the problem of getting it stuck on your face and hair. Such loose talk was worthy of a DD. 
And so to the hares, one of whom was heard to mutter, 'I don't recognise this bit' - and that wasn't the one who would usually have trouble finding the start. Because of the aforementioned not loosing Captain Oates, no sheep, the shortness of the trail, and choosing to run from a pub that was shut, the trail was awarded a mere 33%. The RA recognised this as being one 'turd' so our hares were thanked as two turds!
The circle after the announcements then deteriorated even further with non-stop puns about our Easter hash..
That's the way it was in my dimension...On On ...Durex

Trail as done by Durex