Rome Hash House Harriers - Run 891 – in collaboration with

WORLD RUN DAY

05 November 2006

Hares: Weather Goddess, Cums in Quarts & Battle Star Gallactits.

Or the run known as:

The Two Terrorists of the Terrazzo.

My apologies if anyone has actually been awaiting the Hash Trash with baited breath, but here it is at long last, I hope it mis-represents truth accordingly!!

Well, we must be blessed, because after a couple of days of absolutely bone chilling weather, Sunday arrived with a beautiful warm afternoon for us. Either that or the climb up the 96 steps to the Blooms’ terrace had suitably distorted our natural thermostats. Anyway, a little like the Grand Old Duke of York, we were marched to the top of the building only to be marched back down again... (when we were up, we were up, when we were down we were down etc etc...) to commence the circle down in the street.

No hash hounds in tow this week, so the circle was conducted in a civilised spoken word without having to compete with barking dogs... just 'barking' Hashers. A couple of new faces and long time returnees, provided a suitable excuse to give a brief overview of the 'rules' of how to follow a hash trail (several 'usual hashers' appeared to learn a thing or two too) before handing over to the hares for a briefing of the runners and WWW trails provided for the day's pleasure.

The hares set to with a normal briefing. Something about CIQ not being able to set the trail on Sunday morning, resulting in an early morning call to raise Battle Star Gallactits from her slumber (and sick bed, subsequently to be prescribed medicines and potions too numerous to count, now how do you feel CIQ!?... aaaarh)... Anyway, back to the story, apparently a little run in with the local constabulary was experienced when the hares were spotted planting strange substances, in the form of the evil baking flour, in the vicinity of the 'Palace of the Quirinale'... The place is covered with a myriad of CCTV cameras and numerous constables in their boxes... remarkable!!? Anyway, with a little smooth talking and waffle, about this being in favor of World Run Day to End Child Hunger in the world, and carrying badges from the World Food Programme (isn’t flour food, after all?) and FAO (and we need to grow wheat to have flour…!), Weather Goddess was able to extricate them from near certain incarceration to complete the setting of the trail, thank goodness.

Quickly all done and ... on on we went. Nowhere near the Colosseo or Villa Celimontana... up through the narrow streets of the 'Monti' to take in the view of the S Maria Maggiore (but not before OSM and Spunky Palm had us slightly off course for a nanosecond) after being dragged back by the hare.. (the HV –for Hash View- had been thoughtfully washed away by an unamused resident). Beautiful!... (And the first Monti Hill, the Esquilino.)

Back on to the trail, Maurizio had it sorted and around the corner and in front of the whats-its-name theatre (oh, yah, the Opera !) on the Viminale (Monti Hill #2) for a song break. As the walkers were being particularly tardy (hares excused the use of the telefonini to co-ordinate), the runners stumbled through a rendition of something or other (Old Father Abraham.. what else do we know?) by way of a warm up for their vocal chords, then with the emerging W’s, we all set to for a quick abridged version of Singing in The Rain... Apparently the Ws delay had something to do with their hare forgetting the route. Oops.

Not sure where the Ws went, but the runners led jointly by Porn Star and Orgasmic strode on (a couple of mutterings from Spunky Palm about not choosing the correct trail at any point on the run) up, around and ultimately across Via Nazionale, into Pz S Bernardo for a quick check and then off in the direction of Quirinale Palace. A pause for the Hash Halt at the point where they were early detained by Rome's finest Constables (Pippy missed out on a run-in with men in uniform... unusual!) and a briefing from the hares about the day's run covering 3 of the 7 Roman hills (can't remember which ones now, a senior moment, or is it CRAFT?).

With out further a do, we were instructed that we were now to start the On-In, in any direction we wanted, so with the smallest 'bomb-burst' of runners you've ever seen, we all toddled off in the same direction and ultimately for a photo shoot in front of the Palace... how pleasing.

The On-In was now truly on, and as TOTC skipped like a light-footed-skippy-thing across the piazze (what an exhibitionist!!) Courtney briefed us on her childhood encounters with hashers and her father's warning about getting involved with a bunch such as we!!!! CIQ insisted on running us back through his new 'one-way' vehicular approach to his abode to demonstrate the absurdity of it, but it didn't quite feel that bad on foot... strange. On our arrival, P* and OSM had already arrived, choosing not to experience CIQ's guided tour and most of the walkers were back too (I think?).

With just the climb to the terrace to be completed and we were done in...

The circle was formed and hapless hashers were awarded down downs for TOTC (stretching), Orgasmic (hash elegance for her 'theatre hair'), Cristina & Nadia (2-timers) Pornographer & Lewis (visitors) Courtney, Kathy & Erika (virgins) and  P*, EMP, Oase and Bud (returnees) plus a couple of other misdemeanours from the circle mainly associated with clothing (hats, socks, shorts etc).

A good trail, a bit of a surprise having gone no where near the Colosseo etc. just abut the right distance and great weather (obviously from the Goddess herself) and venue.

Oh yes... and a small naming ceremony... Having held off for P*'s return we just had to do this now otherwise, with her ability to provide hash naming options at every instance, we would have had so many options our lonely neuron would have been even more confused then normal....... As ever you'll have to ask her yourself, but from now on in, Michelle will be known as Wet Lips... welcome to Wet Lips!

All closed down, and an opportunity for a photo shoot with Pornographer doing the honours....a feast of (wait for it) 'Sloppy Jacks'(?) Sams(?) Burts(?) [Joes], chocolate chip cookies and other fine foods from an American speciality.... grand!

This week’s culprits were:

Wet Lips, Spunky Palm, Swollen Boner, Maurizio, Eata My Pussy, Luigi, Angela, Cristina, O Sole Mio, Orgasmic, Nadia, Cums in Quarts, Weather Goddess, Battle Star Gallactits, Porn Star, Top of The Cocks, Courtney, Bud, Oase, Pornographer, Lewis, Kathy, Erika, Pippy Wrong Stockings (senza Gatsby), and a scribble in the book Fizight? (Oh no this'll cost me).

Any questions,,, yep what were the names of the 3 hills on the day's run? (Answer:  Esquiline , Viminale, and Quirinale). And why did we run? To End Child Hunger ! along with others running on World Run Day.

P.S. Forgot to mention that a hat was passed, oh, right, for beer and buns, but also a separate one for WRD ! Raised over Euro 100. On, on, Rome Hashers !