We circled up in the shade of the disused petrol station as the temperatures were steadily rising. We had Owen with us as we were fairly local. “Non- cents” apparently had lingered in the bar after a coffee.
This small horseshoe whip snake had sadly been run over.
As we left the housing estate, we stopped for a welcome drink of water, especially for the dogs; one couple headed back to the petrol station, inevitably they were penalised at the circle. The rest of us continued on the longer more scenic route.
In the circle the usual misdemeanors and notices were duly dealt with and when a Harriet on her second Hash was heard offering her nursing ability to a grazed knee, she was naturally given the Hash name “Gladys Emmanuel”.
As we left, most of the circle appeared unable to gather much enthusiasm. Despite the heat there had been a cooling breeze. This afternoon Owen is snoozing on the cool tiles inside the house, he’s not daft.