Will there come a time when the memories fade, and pass on with the long, long years;
When the ties no longer bind, lord save me from this darkest fear ;
Don't let me come home a stranger, I couldn't stand to be a stranger

Hello, you seem to have stumbled on to my user space by mistake, you can't possibly want to be here...

I'm a total TV SF , That officially counts as due warning, so if you start me off you only have yourself to blame. so do not question what I say on this subject. Only kidding, unless of course it's Doctor Who or Blake's 7 Or unless you're Unknown Visitor, in which case you're not allowed to disagree with me *ever*.

Please don't take anything I say too closely to heart- I'm just a grumpy old bugger

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So far I've contributed 14 solo entries to the EG, although one was subsequently deleted and contributed in a minor way towards another 11 collaborative entries. I've also had 2 Flea Market rescue jobs edited, making a grand total of 30.

I was a Scout and a sub for some time, but had to resign due to time pressures. My specialist areas are science fiction, particularly TV and books; Derbyshire and Staffordshire; myths, legends and the like, Land Rovers and trains. If you need help in these areas, just shout¹.

I have the honour of being Thingite in charge of revoltionary misspelt graffetttti, and was a member of the SBVM, until we shut down, for fear of becoming an establishment . I'm a member of the The Royal h2g2 Geographical Entry Society, dedicated to fufilling the Universe section of the Guide's remit. If you write entries of a geographical bent, or you would like to and you're looking for inspiration and help, feel free to come join us.

If you like crap poetry, then visit my Poetry Page

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So you steal a car, and you go for a ride
End up sleeping with some Girl Guide