The 192nd Hash was on Sunday September 23rd

Bushsquatter had licked the trail clean and the sawdust was well hidden behind mushrooms and the like.
D.Q. led in a hash prayer that went something like

"Dogus no bite us,
Copus no catch us,
Ice-cream no dropus,
Cute shop with artsy fartsy bric a brac no distract us"
or words to that effect.

The runners were a full 13 minutes behind the walkers after the first loop. This was more from posing for photographs and picking blackberries than the deviousness of the hares.

The walkers were caught by the time they re-entered Rye, but it was a feint, the runners were directed away again for more running.
Fair Butt& TBT being the exceptions, as they were lured by glittery things in the shop windows. This left the walkers with plenty of time for ice creams and sightseeing before the beer stop.

As they licked their ice creams and quaffed their beer, the walkers jeered from the battlements at the straggling runners.Well Rammed drooped his soggy ice cream as the runners appeared. B.S. whereupon picked up the soggy mess and devoured it. This was much to the assembled Hashers' disgust, which was of course why she did it.

Of course, she was given a beer for her efforts at the ON-ON. The visitors from the Friends of the Mole were also welcomed. Pisticide and TBT were punished for taking a joint bathroom break.
It was TBT again with FB for being easily led astray.