The hash missed out on an inflatable hash last year, but it was back with a vengeance this weekend - thanks to Strapo and Swampy. We met in Tipton St John, and there was the usual rush to pump up the inflatables. There was also the a raft of innuendos about pumping too hard, getting the end in the right place... and so on. Some had to pump manually, while others had electric aids! Spocky, as usual won, the prize for the biggest inflatable - a double air mattress is quite an object to hash with! The trail took us upstream towards the footbridge and the old mill, along a narrow path with holly and barbed wire - not particularly suited to carrying our lilos, rings and fish. I'm not sure whether Rocky popped his dragon along here or not, but it was looking very limp by the time we came out into the open again. Then across the bridge and continued upstream to a beachy area where there was a regroup. To the disappointment of the kids, there was no time to go paddling, and we qui