Run 1382

Run 1382 – Victoria Suites Namasuba Entebbe Road, About 5 KM along the Kampala Entebbe Road turn left at the flat section in the valley past Moil Petrol Station.

Date: Monday 7th June 2010,
Hares: Kamdulu, Horse Pipe & Sudhir

The Run;
Before I go into that part of the run and stuff, there are some very interesting stories that I have been meaning to include in this blog but somehow I have missed the opportunity on numerous occasions, however, here we go.
1. Did you know that there as a time not so long ago, that our dear Hare Raiser, Mpuuta booked for food twice at the same run, and ended up with two caterers all scheduled to supply their food at the run, and both of who showed up?! Actually due to some misunderstanding with the Hare, or some confusion between the Hare Raiser and the hare, or call it a lot of confusion between the two, our dear Mpuuta arrives with the food at the run after the circle had ended only to see Hashers and Hashettes lining up and being served by some “other” strange Caterer. He started asking someone . . .”Eeeeh who brought this food??”, before he got a chance to get a response he added . . . “But Eeyyeeee, didn’t I TOLD her not to bring the food” Didn’t I TOLD her that I will bring the food. . .” “Now what am I going to do with this food Banange”,”I have already paid my own money for it” Do you think Hash Cash will give me a refund”. . . etc. You should have been there, I should have been there, but from what I heard, it was probably one of the most Hilarious scenes from Hash Mismanagement Teams that you will ever come across. You could have laughed your head off. It was hilarious beyond belief. I am told eventually that this “second food” was not eaten by the Hashers; I do not know what exactly he did to it. Did he take it back to the person whom he bought it from to sell it back to them? Did he get a group of Homeless people in Kampala and gave them a feast to remember? Ask him the next you meet him.
2. The second incident happened to one of the Players from the English Football Team, he asked his wife to pack for him the kit to travel with, and did a most perfect job of packing the full kit but instead of packing one pair of football boots, she packed two left shoes!!. The poor fellow only realized it minutes to boarding the bus that would take them to the stadium to play, and started dashing around the Hotel Lobby and shopping centre to try and save the situation of having to wear two left boots. It reminds me of those so many times when I clearly thought that I had packed my shoes in the bag and realized it at the last moment that actually I did not pack the shoes but left them just by the door or something similar.
3. The third story is something that I know is much more interesting than these two, but I have forgotten. Maybe next time. By the way, in further trying to revolutionalize (what a long word) the Hash blog, we are going to be inviting hashers and Hashettes to have their say and write the blogs for some of the remaining articles of this year blog posting, considering that variety is the spice of life. The next article is probably going to be posted by Arrow Girl’s gal Narrow Arrow. Watch this space.
The Run -1382.
“The run took us through the exact same route as the one that was set at the same venue there a few weeks ago” were the words of Late Multiple GM, Hackenbush, and I couldn’t agree more. Same run along the Entebbe road, then zig zagging til the top of the Hill to reach the Home of the famous Architect that did not want the Architectural wonders of anyone discovered, and ending up on top of one of the highest levels around the Namasuba Area, a spectacularly breathtaking view of the Kampala City Centre and the surrounding view where you can see the lake Victoria and all, it was one of the highlights of the run. It was fantastic being there on top of this hill admiring the City of Seven Hills which is fast becoming 21.
Many w****rs returned quite exhausted by the run, it was Longish, if there is such a word as “Longish”, but the fact is that the runners route was 6-8 KM, while the walkers were not spared either, as there was no room for short cutting.

New Comers
Peace, a Hash Virgin was made to come by Ellis
Pretty Frida, a House wife visiting form a Hash Hose in Indonesia
Bacon and Eggs, a visiting late GM from the Hanoi Hash House Harriers.
Katamba Deo was made to come by Dr. Sekirime Wilberforce who apparently was recently baptized, but I forget his hash handle
We had a sang which was song by the visiting hasher from Hanoi Hash House Harriers – I bet their abbreviation is (H4). He was the famous Bacon and Eggs, he gave us a rendition of the Hanoi Song that has some of the following lyrics. . Hanoi a wonderful place hash come along and sing a song from the wonderful Hanoi Hash. Etc

Sinners
Dirty Dick nominated Rip Off for having appeared in the famous Onion Newspaper advertising something to do with being skinned off.
Hackenbush nominated Rock Garden for despite having so many runs, moving around while needlessly making so much noise.
Hackenbush again nominated Bowling Balls for having fallen over about six weeks ago and not knowing that she had actually sustained fractured both her arms in that fall, and only realizing that she had actually broken her arms after seeing another doctor. (perhaps the first doctor that you saw was not a real doctor but a witch doctor)(Anyway, glad to know that the problem has been traced and the solution is fast on its way, On On Bowling Balls)
Deborah Kalibala was nominated for talking in the circle
At this juncture, or should I say that at his Junction, just like the good mayor of this town when he said “These are the 10 reasons why I AM LEFT DP and forming another party”. At this junction, we had a word from the visiting GM from H4 who presented Hash badges to the Hash Master Party Boy and another English Gentleman who has about 4 runs called Mark Amos.
Actually, upon presenting this memento, someone recalled the recent story of an English Man in New York Kampala who grabbed a sleek Mobile Phone from a shop in Kampala and took off as fast as his legs would take him. He was nabbed right in the centre of the city and taken to Central Police Station, Kampala, where he confessed that he had stolen the phone because his papers, bank cards, passport and other valuables were stolen by some goons in Kampala, along the street. He further claimed that he had reported the matter to the British High Commission, in Kampala but they were yet to secure the replacement documents so he had been forced to commit this action. The television stations later in the evening showed him being man handled at the CPS as he wanted to escape again, the pictures from the station actually show him receiving some hot slaps and being kicked into the cell, but off course someone is going to come around and deny this ever happened. It was simply outrageous, but as they say here, that’s life Mwattu. Meaning that’s life my dear friend.
Anyway, the events involving that particular English gentleman who is actually a flight engineer by profession ensured that all English Men in the circle get a down down . . . And of course when the mighty English men gather and Queenie is not there among them, then, that gathering is incomplete. So Queenie was also called to receive the down down together with his fellow English men that included Hackenbush, Mark Amos, Bacon and eggs, plus Blow back. Dirty Dick later told me that actually Queenie is not an English Man he is an American . . . or the Luganda translation is even funnier . . .”Oyo Mu Mellica” .
Somewhere at this point, we had a new shoes buy one of the GM, it could have been Pisser, I do not recall, but of course you know, that when one grand master drinks., all grand masters drinks, and so it was another major down down involving Party Boy, Kabuki, pisser, Hackenbush, visiting GM Bacon and Eggs, the usual suspects Arrow girl representing the Hash mattresses who by the way are getting scarcer and scarcer at the circle!!?? Somehow Muchira got into the act of doing the new shoes thingie, probably he either had new shoes too or thinks he is a ground master not Grand Master. On On!
Announcements
The Annual Jinja Relay has been brought forward to July 31st 2010, instead of the previously announced date of 7th August. The reason was not given, so tentatively, everyone out there, take note the JINJA RELAY IS GOING TO BE RUN ON 31ST JULY 2010.
Announcements continued:- Next week’s run will be taking place at Comprehensive Hotel Natete as you are approaching Ndeeba, when you reach the area; there is a “Tall whatever” to use the exact same words of our dear Hare Raiser.
Chatter Boxes
Ellis & some one that I forget for talking too much.
Dick Chopper and whopper for chattering the night away.
You will remember that Dick Chopper had won this chatter box at the last count and this time democracy ruled and Whopper won it hands down.
Hashit/Hash Shit

The nominees for this top award went to yours truly for Irrigating along the trail. As you all know there is only one Pisser on the hash and since it is not Katanga BBi and he is caught doing it, then he gets the nomination. At this point I thought I would have the Obama factor and win this one too, until Dirty Dick stepped in and brought in another nominee for hash Shit. Apparently, DD attended the ten O’clock Sunday service at Christ the King Church in Kampala City and as he humbly made his way out of the crowded Church, he had some one call out DIRTY DICK !! . He turned around only to see Mupakasi smiling to him, ear to ear. Since Mupakasi had not yet arrived, we looked around for any Liar but they all refused to join into the fun.
The third and final nominee for the prestigious prize was Foxy. Foxy was observed by the Eagle eyed acting Hash Cash for not having paid the mandatory 7.000/= for the run at the last week’s run. On being asked why she had not paid, she said, that “I wanted to pay but the book was not there”. Actually this sounds like a very good excuse not to pay . . . Let’s hear it again “I WANTED TO PAY BUT THE BOOK WAS NOT THERE!”
Foxy took home the Hash Shit for the day, and that my friend was the conclusion of the circle.
Involving more writers . . .
It’s been lots of fun to write down these blog pages, although it requires tremendous chunks of time, and a pen and paper, it was truly memorable. We would like to have more of the hashers enjoy the power of the pen too so we shall be asking different personalities to write the week’s blog and help them post it after some minor editing and stuff. Next week will be narrow Arrow . . .; my words of advice “Just let those words flow and live your life!”
A word from Al’s Bar.
You all know that Al’s is organizing this year’s Jinja Relay, on behalf of the KH3 and he called me recently and we spoke for a few minutes. A part from being one of the people who were very instrumental in starting the Kampala-Jinja Relay, Al’s bar has been one of the people who have always promoted the significance ad stature of this event to higher and more International level. Al’s was telling me that he would love to have this relay leave and indelible mark on the lives of some of the people who stay/reside along the towns that he relay cris-crosses.
WHAT IF?!
What if every team that showed up at the start of the Jinja Relay showed up with all their necessary equipment and supplies PLUS something a little more to give away to the people along the route. Perhaps at the check point where they are supposed to supply water, they could make some sort of charitable contribution someone there. This charitable contribution could preferably be channeled through the local authorities such as the Local Council One Chief or Women’s Leader or something. The whole concept of the Relay could leave a Legacy. Yeah we are talking legacy now not just spending the whole day running and drinking beer and only leaving a legacy of bottle tops along the way. Okay we could leave a legacy of beer bottle tops along the way, and also something for Mr. and Mrs. Charity. . . Every Team could think of a charitable act that they will perform at a given check point during the relay and then do it on that day . . . and then leave a legacy, and then next year we shall do something g similar, and see how it can be improved and then it will all be that extra, a little bit more meaningful to run the Jinja Relay. Makes sense to me.
The whole idea/concept is still at idea level, however, with your input, it could become more and more of a reality so we shall need you to contribute your advice first and in Bush Speak after Haiti “You do not need to send blankets, Cornflakes and stuff, Just send Money” . . . Anyway, seriously, this Charity along the Jinja relay idea could prove to be a hit. Join in, support it, On On!!

Katanga Bbi