Dili Hash House Harriers

Most Recent Trash

The last trash is from Run 350 on 27 January 2007 held at the NZ Embassy with the ON-Food at the Dili Club.  Hares were Shamcock and U-Bend.

About 60 hashers rolled up for the slightly more special than normal run 350 set by Shamcock and U-Bend.  Due to security concerns in the Dili Club area (ie Delta area and Bebonuk), the run location was changed at the last minute to the NZ Embassy, where the usual high security was in operation.  (Squatter forgot to tell the guards.)

The run was a simple affair reflecting the after-effects of the previous day's OZ Day activities.  A simple but safe run through Farol, Motael, and parts to the east of the heliport.

Feeling the effects of the previous night's dancing cheek-to-cheek with Dangles, Squatter was a hopeless pathetic last and saw out the run with a newbie and The Baptist.  Mudflap cast aside his chaperone duties and left the newbie for The Baptist to mind.  The highlight of the run was a stop at the relatively new ice cream shop (near Carla Mansions for 50 cent ice creams.

Mr.Hankey conducted his final circle as GM with U-Bend carrying out RA duties in that disgusting UK flag design mesh top that she picked up for $2 from the markets near Pertamina wharf.

Hash elections proceeded with an astonishing (for hash) democratic vote for the positions of GM and RA.  On hearing of the election result, new GM Daisy was heard to say "f### m#".  On hearing of his new RA-ship, Squatter was heard to say "gee, I must have been drunk last night".

A return to more usual hash principles accompanied the appointments of hash cash, hash beer, hash ice, trailmaster, hash flash etc.

Other charges :

The Baptist for destroying vegetation in the ambassador's garden

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Prick of the Year went to Wishing Well for being responsible for more Pricks of the Week than anyone else via all her aid-funded and ill-discilined charges littered through the local government.

Prick of the Week went to Mr.Hankey for ??.  He was last seen slurring his words and staggering off into the sunset with Crusty, annointing as many hashers as possible with the now apalling contents of the Prick mug.