Party Weekend

It was a very boozy weekend!

It kicked off on Friday with a GONADs run (for a full explanation of the GONADs see Gonads page on www.bmph3.com ). For the most tenuous of reasons (the Ascent of the BMV on the previous Tuesday) the theme was "Vicars Tarts and Virgins". A newbie to the Hash, who later in the procedings was named "Half Monty" hosted the GONADs in his pristine brand new flat - what a nice chap! We had a medium size pack of 9 runners, and once the hare had been selected by spinning a bottle, we had a good live trail through the centre of Brussels (set by Hippo de Hop, the Unhappy Harpy below). The hare was home in about 40 minutes, and those of the pack that managed to follow the trail in under an hour.

Then the fun began. As well as the runners there were a number of late-commers and non-runners so the pack swelled considerably and things got very silly!

It looks from the photos like I missed my vocation in life!

The full set of photos are viewable on Forrest Gulp's Fotki website or on mine my Fotki website but there are hundreds of them so here are a few of the sillier ones.

The Unwise Virgin

The Unhappy Tart

The Unhappy Harpy

Amazingly enough we did it all again the next night. Rhythm Stick threw an excellent party at her place on Saturday.

There was loads of food and drink and dancing and a good time was had by all.

Once again there are a full set of photos viewable on Forrest Gulp's Fotki website or on my Fotki website

Sunday should have been a day of abstinence but I was very kindly invited to Brunch by my landlord and landlady Jim and Olga. We went down to the "Place de Jeu du Balle" (famous for its flea market) to the "De Skieven Architek" (The Crooked Architect" - a curse in Brussels) see http://www.wcities.com/en/record/34,130392/13/record.html and had an excellent meal (I had Stoemp) and we had a couple of bottles of the "Best Beer in the World" from the Westvleteren Trappist monastry (see Wikipedia's entry and The Monastry's Website ).

The beer comes in simple unlabled bottles. We started off with the 6% which was a cloudy light beer somewhat like a "Blanche" and then an 8% which like its big brother the 12% is a rich dark mouthful of wonderment.

After all that I went back to the apartment and was asked by Olga and Jim to have a look at their computer which was misbehaving and spent the rest of the afternoon fixing the p.c. and drinking yet more beer...

This weekend I'm going to do it all over again, or at least something like it. It is Higgin's birthday and he has organised a major Hash related festival starting with a GONADs pubcrawl on Friday and a big party on Saturday that advertises a start time of 7pm and a chucking out time of 3am!

My liver is in the process of applying for political asylum...