EASTER WEEKEND AWAY IN CHEDDAR
A very full weekend was enjoyed at the Youth Hostel in Cheddar.
On the Friday evening lots of entertainment was organised.
We started off by decorating eggs which we were assured were hard boiled.
Later the eggs would be used as missiles in a bowling competition so then the truth would be known.
We had fun using our imaginations to decorate our eggs.
Before the skittles match Clapper had to give back some lost property - such as Bookend’s jacket
When one Bookend drinks all Bookends drink so the coat had to be shared for the Down! Down!
Work it out Bookends!
“Is that Clipboard doing a naked run around the garden chased by MUSCRAT!”
Sadly BOF didn’t have his camera ready.
After that excitement - back to the Down! Downs!
We all joined Clipboard and MUSCRAT in the garden but, more sensibly, we kept our clothes on.
Egg And Spoon Race
Buscock being very careful and not cheating - unlike some others!
That egg is not in the spoon Willy!
Does ABO have his finger on the egg?
The evening was so cold that Clipboard decided to put her clothes back on.
Kipper definitely is holding his egg on the spoon!
Bookend leading on the last lap.
Willy’s Birthday Celebrations
It was Willy’s birthday so she was presented with a drink and cake.
Our Song Meister did Willy proud.
He just couldn’t help noticing Willy revealing her black bra strap. Dirty old Song Meister!
This picture from 1999 shows that Willy has long been proud of showing off her bras.
Wellie tried to unfasten Willy’s bra but failed.
We then had a brain-busting quiz before our brains became too befuddled by alcohol.
A celebratory drink of bubbly for Willy.
We then enjoyed a game of ‘Carrot Skittles’ in which our eggs were tossed down the ‘alley’.
Bum Bombing Competition
Carrot Skittles was followed by the ‘Bum Bombing’ competition. In this ten coins are clamped in the buttocks and the competitor has to waddle over to a pint glass and drop the coins into it. The winner is the one who gets the most coins into the mug.
Tightly clamped buttocks!
ABO does it sideways.
Organgrinder prefers the ‘Penguin Style’.
Buscock hiccups and feels a coin go up instead of down. Not to worry. Nature will take its course.
Bum Bombing World Championships
What was not revealed this evening was that a team from Hardy’s H3 had won the Bum Bombing World Championships held on August 22nd 2008 in Tom Brown’s pub in Dorchester.
The following pictures are from that event.
Lagerlout in championship position.
Organgrinder shows confidence.
BOF does it in style!
Doc Percy checks that all his coins are accounted for and none are still lodged up his crack.
Some of the World Championship participants.
Saturday Cycle Ride
The weather forecast was bad with torrential rain and southerly winds up to 50 mph. We are, by name and temperament, Hardy. So we set off determined to battle through whatever was to stand in our way of cycling to as many pubs as possible.
The theme was ‘French Onion Sellers’
A Down! Down! for Wellie.
The two birthday girls had to spend the day in fancy dress outfits.
They Are Off!
At the first pub stop Nobby looks out at the storm raging thinking “Would it be so bad to stay in this pub all day?”
Organgrinder “Would you like to feel my onions?”
COTK “I’ve often been asked that but never before by a woman”
A strange chimera - half bird, half French onion seller.
Clapper’s string of garlic kept the vampires away.
Down! Downs! drunk from a running trainer.
Willy wore a plastic bag to keep her head dry.
The cycle ride included a long and very dark tunnel. I promised Nobby that I wouldn’t tell anyone that it was him who had a panic attack and had to be carried through screaming and blubbering.
So I won’t mention that.
Another stop at yet another pub. This one had a Bar Skittles table.
Jim Jams’ onions were a bit wonky so she straightened them up for the second picture.
Good shot Wellie!
Organgrinder threw the ball so hard it almost smashed the camera!
BOF won the competition but he had the advantage of being a scientist and he worked out how best to throw the ball. Nerdy swat!
Saturday Evening Meal
“Hi Jetta! So far this weekend I have not drunk a drop of alcohol”
Drop, no. Pints, yes!
Bumblebee’s Carrot Competition was carried out in his absence.
Above we see some misshapen carrots
Bandit awards some Down! Downs! and says goodbye to his horse.
ABO checks the beer and approves it.
Kipper tells a joke. Willy was very supportive of him and pretends to find it funny.
On to a local pub for a lock in. The locals were colourful and Gravelrash belts out a song with her new friend.
Sunday Hash With The Bristol H3
Above and below - the self-guided walking mini.
Wellie gets the circle going.
Guess whose underpants were found on the landing outside the girls’ room.
Back at the hostel ERCO tries to cut down on his alcohol consumption by drinking beer from smaller glasses. That’s never going to work!
COTK thinks it an excellent idea.
Sunday Evening Meal And Skittles
The Sunday evening was filled with entertainment - a meal and skittles at a Cheddar pub, games, quizzes, jokes and drinking.
We played a game of ‘Killer Skittles’.
The game of “Killer Skittles” ended with semi-professional Nobby going head to head with Clipboard who said she hadn’t played skittles for about sixteen years. Nobby won but it was a nail biting finish.
Organgrinder’s birthday cake then was bought out.
Sunday Evening Back At The Hostel
During the previous day’s cycle ride we had worked in teams to fill large matchboxes with as many small objects as possible. On the Sunday evening we had to make up a story around all the objects in the box.
It was a brilliant game and some very contrived and funny stories were told.
When Wellie gave Organgrinder a birthday Down! Down! he managed to stop her chattering in a very effective manner. BOF was seen taking notes.
Sunday Morning Walk
We vacated the hostel and set off for a great walk around Cheddar village and the countryside east of The Gorge.
Some Hashers stayed at the bottom of the viewing tower whilst the brave and energetic ones went to the top.
After leaving the viewing tower we descended the 274 steps of Jacob’s Ladder to Cheddar Village where we gathered in a pub for coffee and beer before departing for home.
A really excellent week and thanks to all who helped to organise it.