We're a diverse group including authors, illustrators, artists and modelers within our number. We have a wide range of interests including all the usual suspects of film, comics, modeling, dinosaurs, historical re-enactment, Dalek building etc etc. We have no affiliations to the cults and sects* of the SF world like Trekkies, Dr. Whoists, Blakes 7, Red Dwarves and their ilk but we acknowledge that people's private beliefs are to be respected. Just don't expect us to sit around with pasties** on our foreheads saying "Hab SoSlI' Quch!" (Your mother has a smooth forehead! A powerful insult). We do NOT dress up.
We do however meet at a convivial hostelry, consume alcoholic beverages and cholesterol enhanced comestibles. The club's size is regulated to that which will fit round a large pub table so all can share in the conversation. It must not grow in size so it needs officers or two pub tables (for thus are cliques born) or that a round of drinks is not too expensive.
While membership is not closed a prospective new member must undertake a quest before being considered as a candidate. That quest, perilous and long though it may be, is to find us to present your application. The club name, historical as it is, can be somewhat misleading!
My daughter calls us the 'Nerd Club' and from the viewpoint of a late teenage girl she may well be correct.
* This is not misspelled. If we are truly nerds then we don't get a lot!
** We'd eat them
Archivist (BPSFC) out.
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