Hare: El Keeno
On On: Greenmount
We gathered an hour early and set off in the high heat of the day. As Hare, I’d set the walkers a short jaunt around the block. For the runner, I’d planned a half hour run, but it did drag towards the 40 minute mark…thanfully we all made it back before heat stroke set in.
Well, the boring bits done it was time for eat, drink and mirth. There was food coming our of the woodwork (figuratively speaking. I think it was just ants coming out of the woodwork) and when Father Christmas turned up in his svelte, streamlined running costume, we knew we were in for a treat.
Presents were distributed, children were goaded onto Santa’s lap … it was a spectacle to behold. Quite worn out (and after testing out his special Santa-face-cover for the odd occasion he might need to remain unrecognised), poor old Santa needed a quick dip in the pool. After that jolly frolic, he disappeared as if by magic (I’m assured he didn’t drown), and the frivolities continued.
Desserts followed dinner, and the crowed eventually waned …. another fine Hash Christmas party was done.