Q: Why do men call women "birds"?
A: Because they pick up worms.
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Cambridge. A city where you can discuss the mysteries of the universe with the world's finest minds. Stroll down "the backs" and breathe in the history and architecture of one of the world's most famous seats of learning.

Alternatively, you could wander along to the

Cantabrigensis Hash House Harriers

This motley crew of "drinkers with a running problem" meets every Monday at 7pm at the St Radegund pub in Kings Street, Cambridge.We, too, discuss important mysteries of the universe such as Does Size Matter? We, too, meander down ancient alleyways that time has forgotten, as indeed have the local sanitation inspectors.

A typical Monday gathering will have a mix of Town, Gown, and Yanks (sorry, that should have read "Atlantically Challenged"). Professionally our numbers include students, lecturers, computer scientists, US air base staff, a condom tester, and others who actually work for a living. We have a large female contingent, who don't quite outnumber the men but make up for it by being far more rowdy. Fitness levels vary from the Seriously Athletic to those who are looking for a short cut home by the time they reach the end of the street.

In short, everyone is welcome - just turn up - and it's free* !

How to Find us

For more info, email underwear at hashing dot org

* Beer not included

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The Hereward relay involves 4 legs of 6-12 miles each across the fens from Peterborough to Ely, followed by some strenuous eating and drinking. Here's a photo of the best bit of the 2007 event.(With thanks to Lemons for organising the catering).

Chariots of fire 2007. The Hash "whippets" team - trained by The Yorkshire Whippet himself - bring the hash into disrepute once again and finish 9th out of 400 teams to win the mixed team category. And a very mixed bunch they are too...

Meanwhile, despite wearing make-up the "greyhounds" team finish in the top 25. We fielded a third "bassett hound" team who were not photogemic enough to be shown here, but still finished well in the top 20%.

This is all embarrasingly athletic...

But just to prove they really were hash teams, here is a photo of the post-race "warm-down" session at the Radegund.

The 2007 brewery run. In the interests of Safe Hashing, GM "Teenage Kicks" attempts to con people into thinking they are more drunk than they are by wearing a pink tutu. It failed to work, and next morning we received the following report from one of the hashers (who will remain nameless, Alex)

The run back was enlivened by regular vodka-stops, a bit of retching
off motorway bridges and into hedges, and a lot of wee-ing on
roundabouts. We also found some treasure, namely:
1. A very small golf glove for the left hand (I still have this if
anyone wants it).
2. April 24th's edition of the Sun, found in one of those big yellow
grit bins. In the interest of saving weight we tore out page 3 and
left the rest behind.
The evening ended as it should, with vomiting off a second floor balcony at 1am.

Wombles beware...

Ah the glorious summer of 2007...the pack stop for drinks and verruca exchange.

Once more a big thanks to Ettles for his annual "free entry, free t-shirt, free beer" deal at the 2007 Sawston Fun Run.

Did we ever find out exactly what wrong'ole was licking?

Ah, Paris in the Spring...

No less than 20 hashers bring the Cantab hash into disrepute once more and finish the 2007 Paris marathon.

Yorkshire Whippet distinguishes himself by finishing in 2'49". B*st*rd takes twice that but scores a moral victory by pulling a female runner in the last 5 miles.

P.S. Is the camera lying or has Midnight Snack just wet himself?


Hotlips missed out on the starting team photo above but fortunately we have a picture taken just after she finished.	I can't remember what the hell was going on here would anybody like to make something up?

The St Radegund pub is in the Good Beer Guide, and was once voted Cambridge Pub of the Year. Bunter the landlord is convinced they were confusing the St Radegund with some other hostelry, and has promised to make amends by being even more rude to his clientele in the future.

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