Commentary on last Sunday's run must indeed start some three days earlier when On Sec got the venue, which was Hangzhou Zoo by chance. After knowing the coincidence, Torvill re-located the venue to Xinyi fang just one hour before his 29th birthday celebration at Shanhe teppanyaki. When scribe arrived Sunday evening at Xinyi fang, Torvill... Continue Reading →

Hares: Acronymph and Phone box Two virgin hashers, one pair of new shoes and new venue was this Sunday's run. Good thought, Phone box, who carried a Coke bottle packed with hash flour and came back with natural colour looking hands, and one thing has to be mentioned here is, the Coke bottle was packed... Continue Reading →

Hares: Shagger and Creature Just south of HeFang St is a recreation of an arch from one of the old city walls which were all removed in the late 19th century in the name, presumably, of progress. Shame really, but the HZ fathers have since been kind enough to re-build one of the towers, the... Continue Reading →

Hares: Sloephuck and DoggieStyle Commentary on last Sunday's run must indeed start some seventeen hours earlier when 20 odd, very odd in fact, runners assembled at Maya for Doggie Styles Midnight Run to aid the Library Project. The sponsors need space here, SSS, Maya Bar and chrisrenney.com, because the end result was that all the... Continue Reading →

The usual difficulty in following direction to run starts was compounded this week by the co-incidence of the hare and the newsletter editor being one and the same. As a result one was forced to catch a bus with no clear idea where to get off except for some Chinese script purporting to be the... Continue Reading →

Turnout – Hentai, Ménage à trios, Sheep Shagger, Torvill & Tean and Pushup Doggie last set a run here in October 2007 when he came to a grinding halt with foot in boar trap, which incidentally was also Hentai's first run, giving him an unusual perspective on the pleasures of hashing. You may study the... Continue Reading →

Hares Skidmarks and Bestiality Hasher Turnout : Acro, Doggie, S&M, Henta, Bear, Einstein, Mudlark, Pawnstar, Sevenup, Cunning Linguist, Phonebox, Deep Throat. Two minutes after the run started, we all found Doggie missing, and before we started to worry about the GM, he reappeared again in front of most us – the secret was revealed later... Continue Reading →

A pair of virgin hares is always something to fear, especially when one of them is also a virgin hasher. As previously reported Titman was laid low with another foot injury, a re-occurrence of foot-in-mouth disease reported by someone in the know, so Aruna was pressed into the role of carrying the flour. The venue... Continue Reading →

Having publicly mocked Push Up for his previous run report, I inadvertently volunteered to write the next one, so here goes. Run #56: The Royal Farm Run, notable for its lack of farming or royalty. Sheep-shagger and Deep Throat were our hares and failed to clearly provide an address nor a landmark that my taxi... Continue Reading →

Seven at seven, the usual refrain attracted the usual starters plus some new blood. Agreeable host Tony at the Seven Club must be reconsidering his marketing plan after the crowd grew to it's zenith but then dissipated at 8.30 when the prices went back to 100%, which is quite usual, but this time the crowd... Continue Reading →