Hello there hashers, yer old mate Balders here, with a large dollop of help from M Twot.

Tom Tom was at his best as usual, that'll cost you a pint old mate. The route was superb, new territory until the run in, beautiful scenery, lots of deadly cows, some fields with no bloody flour whatsoever, the ones with cows, methinks our old friend is a Bovineophobe or just a scaredycat. Then some fields where you had to be careful not to fall over the flour. This was the first time we've had a beer stop with a car boot sale included. Bubbles thought he recognised several delightful items on one stall that had been stolen from his house but had been too embarrassed to report to the cops in case they found and returned them. This was a top notch hash, exactly what it's all about. We had some new friends with us, namely Rachel a long time friend of Upperskirt, her husband Ian and their future rambo daughter Imogen. We also enjoyed the company of Loose Elastic and Tarty Totty whom we have not seen for a considerable amount of time, they turned up with their three children so it is obvious to me that they have discovered a much more pleasurable form of exercise than hashing, nudge nudge wink wink.

The on inn was excellent, I don't think the waiter will ever forget the lady with the large breasts who ordered a burger. I had a good time and I think everyone else did too. Well done Tom Tom you'll crack this haring job sooner or later.

On On Baldbrick