The 182nd Hash was on Sunday March 25th

There was a dappling of green for St Patrick as a combined hoard of walkers and runners surged across the first field.
The runners soon fell behind the hare's schedule when they stopped to gang bang a hapless sheep that was stuck in a hedge.

This left the walkers waiting nervously at the only wait stop taking bets as to who had had the heart attack. Jobsworth defied the odds by turning up pink and healthy.

The pot of gold at the end of the soggy field was of course beer. There were not many takers for the Irish stout that was there to placate the Celtic gods.

The down-downs were but a couple of hurling sticks away and green beer was on offer. Partakers were Fair Butt & Dirty Harry for pointing out a sheep's rear end sticking out of a hedge.
Fair Butt was up again for fighting withBushsquatter.
Cliffbanger was a little too shy to tell his joke, but realises that few get this deep into the words.
So his thought was that" life is not like a box of chocolates, it's more like oral sex, one slip of the tongue and you're in the shit. "