R*n 231 started from parking area on Waterslack Road, Silverdale and the On Inn was Royal Hotel, Silverdale.
Hash Handle | Hare | Hound | Total |
---|---|---|---|
Tooth Fairy - Hare | 10 | 36 | 46 |
Antiseptic | 23 | 97 | 120 |
Atomic Caton | 9 | 38 | 47 |
Baldbrick | 10 | 93 | 103 |
Bedside Manner | 4 | 31 | 35 |
Bitter | 9 | 52 | 61 |
Bloody ASBO | 0 | 1 | 1 |
Bubbles | 39 | 155 | 194 |
Chemical Alley | 2 | 5 | 7 |
Cyberseptic | 29 | 89 | 118 |
Feels on Wheels | 5 | 43 | 48 |
Forever Blowing | 28 | 154 | 182 |
Highway | 5 | 66 | 71 |
Master Baker | 2 | 38 | 40 |
Off His Trolley | 8 | 64 | 72 |
Thunder Dick | 4 | 33 | 37 |
Twisted | 9 | 53 | 62 |
Upperskirt | 9 | 118 | 127 |
Wednesday | 3 | 61 | 64 |
White Noise | 6 | 56 | 62 |
Wobbly Hooker | 2 | 8 | 10 |
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This was our 2nd visit. We also visited on...
We were gathered in the triangle, listening to a tale from the night before.
The local ToothFairy had been out but her broom had malfunctioned and left a trail of fluff whilst collecting the young one's teeth.
What fun it would be to try and decifer the mess and scribble over the local area?
The fluff was by no means consistent, resulting in some of our number going off and finding overgrown places the toothfairy hasn't visited for years. This was down to the habitants losing both their baby and adult teeth many decades previously.
After miles and miles of bumpy, lumpy, sludgy and shiggy-covered toffee apples we came to a place where the apples met the jelly and had a 'beer stop'.
At this point, there was a very sarcastic note left for humans who choose to walk their hamsters, instructing them to leave little chocolate mousses everywhere and anywhere in a careless manner.
We continued on our quest, splitting up so the ones with softer, longer and stronger legs took the long way round the chocolate fountains. The shorter route was found to be far more trecherous, covered with brambly/nettley/shark-infested custard. Not nice. No wonder the broom had big problems through there.
The ToothFairy had got lost and ended up back where she had begun. We never did find out where teeth go, nor the broom. All in all a fairly pointless two-and-a-half hours.
DDs went to
After such exertion, refuelling was in order. This took part in a stuttered fashion at a local hostelry, orders being brought out of the scullery piecemeal.