THE PASSING OF JOYSTICK
The Funeral Cortege for the Late Mr Denis Patrick Macneall of Duncraig, will arrive at PINNAROO Cemetery on FRIDAY (21.07.2017) for a Cremation Service commencing at 12:30 pm in the East Chapel.
The family request no flowers please.
FLOATERS BIRTHDAY BASH
Barrelling down the highway singing to Bob Dylan’s “ Blowin in the Wind” appropriate for the blustery South easterly that was buffeting the car and with my dicky knee taped up I missed the Merlin St. turn off, don’t worry Foreplay the GPS goes in next week. El Crasho and I did a couple of slow speed burn outs until we found home, as the garage door was down I went backside to get in where a small group was huddling. Quack arrived and the door was raised to allow the grog to arrive this brightened things up and we slowly increased to 15 hashers and one lady newcomer.
As the day had been very wet it was a live hare run, as Baboon had made a late arrival the runners built up to 5 (4 that was…. Or we lost one!!?? PP) and the rest walked, still blowing a gale but no sign of rain, although I was wearing a decent jacket this time. Tapeworm and I brought up the rear, the love boat has been replaced by the love bus and I believe his lady friend goes by the nickname of floaters 2. Still he is enjoying the pleasure of seeing the sights without paying for hotels. On the way we picked up Tossa trying to make a bit of extra money on the streets not doing any good she joined us. She is lovely lady and is going to help me learn a bit of Croatian as Dragon is in a Croatian home and I want to chat to the carers with phrases like ‘what are you doing tonight?’
We lagged behind, but kept the pack in view Soon home loomed a nice 30 minute brisk walk gave me a thirst so a beer was called for. Tapeworm hits the nibbles, the rest chatted and mingled PP. has a crook shoulder after an argument with her dog the dog won, ,Floaters has been having a movable feast, 3 days of feasting let the girdle out lass. Chunky did a balancing act until she found an esky that could handle her weight where she gave us the guff. The Xmas in July is looking good and at $40 a bargain. No more news so onto the RA and the monster from the Black Lagoon took over, sorry Baboon, well known for his ruthless tactics. The hares copped it, the chatty ladies Lie Low and One direction and yet there is more. Floaters dobbed me in for new shoes so a sticky right shoe, Chunky got me twice for lost property, rain jacket and hat and again for a joke; who needs another drink not me. The whole pack copped it, but in very good spirit. A delightful smell was filling the air and food was announced. An absolute feast, tray after tray of tempting food lay before us. Tapeworm has a second sense for this thing.
I filled a plate and it was super tasty; boiled potatoes , corn, a couple of pasta dishes which filled the spot. Quack hit me with a red, he is lot happier since the missing clipboard has been found. No Port or chocolate but with my figure that’s a good thing. The lovely lady hostess gave me a doggy bag to take home [not a hasher] so food is covered, so very kind of her.
So filled to the brim, home soon loomed, another great night.
THE SAD PASSING OF JOYSTICK
It is with regret we hear of the sad passing of Joystick, a Bully Hashman since 04/02/1985.
He will be missed if not only for those little quips (grenades) he dropped into the banter during the circles.