Many of us remember the painful sore feet from the last run at this site when Yoshi and the other Japanese hares took us across the toll road, over the river by "ferry" and around MM2100 industrial estate. On that occasion Yoshi and pals got a Hashshit. On this run, we expected something different and it was, sort of, as it was the same run in reverse. However they were wise enough to drop out the long loop around the reservoir at MM2100. What can one say about this run – exciting? Hardly. Long? not really especially for the short cutters who knew where to go from the last run here. Dry? Certainly – another hard on the feet job as we ran along the roads at MM2100 and around the brick ponds on the way in. Certainly not the run of the year but not a Hashit. The Hashers were fairly non-committal and in the end it was declared a good run.

The use of this area is becoming more frequent and it makes a change from going south on the Jagorawi unless you happen to be Colonel Bloodthirsty who went down the Jagorawi anyway and arrived at the run at 5.30. There are those that are deterred from runs out in this direction but it takes no longer to Cibitung from the city than it does to Sentul.

The first Hasher to fall foul of the HM was none other than the last HM, Konkrete Kock who obviously lapsed into last year’s exalted position and demanded ice for last week’s Hares. The Hash Shit board made a return appearance after is careful Rp.12 million renovation job looking very similar to its former glory but missing one chain. Even so last week’s Hares, current holders of the Hash Shit award were given the opportunity to test drive it. At this point Elephant Man and Colonel Bloodworth appeared out of the darkness. One has to wonder what two experienced Hashers like these in this easy country had been doing. Maybe they found the whorehouse in amongst the brick kilns?

Maandi was rewarded for his efforts at getting the Hash Shit board renovated. Mudguard and Magic Dragon were punished by the same means for their dissonance and several Hashers were honoured for their lack of participation in what should have been the German unification run but turned out to be a Japanese death stroll. Maandi was again brought into the circle when he produced the real renovated Hash Shit Board and was invited to sit on something cool. The Board does not yet have names and Konkrete Kock kindly offered to donate Rp.12 million to sponsor the names.

The returners were welcomed back as usual and the visitor James Hutchinson was also invited to have a drink along with his host Rabbi, and for good measure Elephant Man and Col Bloodknock through a dubious rugby union connection (although Wales won whereas Scotland lost). Kokrete Kock and Bolt-1-On were brought in for sharing a room on their recent excursion to East Java – as someone called them, the Bromo Homos.

For good measure the conscripted Master of Music, Magic, treated us to "My, My, My Viagra". The Hares song was a catchy little half Japanese, half English number called "Don Don Pan Pan Don Pan Pan" - really memorable especially the verse that goes " Summer time our love is growing up, Also my cock is growing up, We make love in day till night, We get marry and goal in." We also enjoyed "Cock Robin" and "Waves and Waves" from the MM, and a version of "Don’t Cry for me Argentina" from KK.

Thanks to the hares for the Sake and for the free makan. By the way who won the door prize of the BMW?