This trash is written late on the Saturday night after the run and having volunteered to write it at the end of the circle (GM please ask someone to write the trash BEFORE the run starts so that at least one can record the events in the circle). If the events described herein bear any relationship to the truth or, indeed, what actually happened then that is incredible as I have a terrible memory. Actually my memory I think is better than the GM's, which brings me to something. I have found a diagnosis for the GM's condition - AAADD (Age Activated Attention Deficiency Disorder).This is how it goes:

He decides to wash the car and starts towards the garage when he notices the mail on the table. OK, he's going to wash the car, but first he'll go through the mail and he puts the car keys down on the desk, reads the mail and goes to discard the junk mail. He then notices the rubbish bin is full. He'll just put the mail on his desk and take the rubbish bin out, but, since the post box is also outside, he'll pay these few bills first. Now, where is the cheque book? Oops, there's only one cheque left and there's the tea he was drinking. He goes to look for another cheque book, but first he needs to put his tea further away from the computer - or maybe he'll refresh it, so he heads towards the kitchen and the flowers catch his eye - they need some water. He sets the tea on the table and uh oh - there is the hashit for which he has been looking for weeks! He'd better put it in a safe place first. He fills a container with water and heads for the flowerpots but Simon has left the TV remote in the kitchen. He'll never think to look in the kitchen tonight when he wants to watch television so he'd better put it back in the room where it belongs. He splashes some water into the pots, he throws the remote onto a cushion on the sofa and heads back down the hall trying to figure out what it was he was going to do?
At the end of day, the car isn't washed, the bills are unpaid, the tea is sitting on the kitchen table, the flowers are half watered, the cheque book still only has one cheque in it and he can't seem to find his car keys! When he tries to figure out how nothing got done today, he's baffled because he knows he was busy all day long!!

The run started in a northerly direction to the first Bungamati tree, with no paper in sight and Keeled Over and Night Owl in front. There must have been a check somewhere in the vicinity as Keeled Over took the FRBs down into the Nakhu Khola valley to the first falsie. Then back up towards the Bungamati Road, across a garden and through the front gate of a private residence onto the Bungamati road. The paucity of paper caused some confusion until Night Owl picked up the trail leading us down into the Bagmati valley to the second check. A great deal of milling around with the FRBs spread all over the valley towards Towed Hall. Keeled Over, Rotter and ACE were kilometres into the distance when 69 informed the back runners it was a back check (the first of two). Several clumps of paper were eventually found before petering out again for the next kilometre or so. Eventually the third (holding) check was reached beside a fine temple in the centre of Bungamati where the walkers had already spent quite some time imbibing the rakshi provided by the hares.

On-on was called by the FRB's off down a narrow alley to the south with the slower runners to be told by 69 that it was incorrect as there was no paper down that way. What did 69 say in last weeks e-mail to the hash events I admit the location is not very creative, however, the area is well-known to me. So Laos Lover and the writer led the rest of the pack off to the east only to swing round to the south to find the FRBs way off in the distance on the correct trail. Down and down to the suspension bridge across the Bagmati open sewer to check four which was exactly on one of the checks on run 1260 two weeks ago. FRBs, Run Crafty, Rotter, ACE, Night Owl and Tadpole, plus a number of others, disappeared off towards the temporary bridge only to be outwitted by the 800 m back check over the suspension bridge to the fifth (holding) check. Again the runners were getting inebriated on the free rakshi in another Bungamati temple courtyard while waiting for the runners, some of whom never made it to the check and chose to go straight fo the beer.

Here the writer left the runners and walked back to the cars, thus missing the sixth check and the run in, which went somewhere off to the south and looped around onto the Bungamati road.

The Circle celebrated this unusal run by awarding the Hares a 0.9. But then someone remembered the raksi, so the score shot up to 9.9. Then came virgins Hilda Hellaman, Sacheen Shakya, Lina Hindrum, Anne Marie Kasseth, Sumir Karyi, and Sophie Chang followed by returnees Tsering, Joan, Erlinda, and Marcel. Joan was immediately called back into the circle for having a hat on, and right after that for wanking while drinking.

By now the GM had completely lost it and kept asking for advice on what to do next in the circle. Tadpole confused things even more by changing the battery in the GM's camera - and putting the dead battery back in. (I am not sure whether Tadpole should be accused - both batteries appeared to be dead, but when I tried to recharge the new one I found it fully charged - GM)

The GM then produced a new hashit, courtesy of Martina. As there were no gross infractions on the run the unanimous decision was to award it to the last known recipient of the old hashit - Grumblewald.
Martina was then honoured for providing the new impedimentia, followed by Turd Herder for volunteering to write this lot.

Thanks to the GM's support group, Lynda, and Leyla for the great snacks.