Some say we like camping, some say we like drinking. Some say we just like to sit round a campfire and chew the fat. All of them are right so by way of an introduction we’ll list core members and a quick description of their key responsibilities. We won’t put pictures as it’ll seem like a rogues gallery and it might scare small children.
|Talker of bollocks. Has repeatedly talked the hind legs off a donkey.
|Communications and Marketing. Not good at marketing fire engines.
|All things technical. Like Brains from Thunderbirds but with a beard.
|Sharp weapons and armoury. Wearer of magical trousers.
|Public Relations Officer, Body disposal and also a member of the Bum Rum club.
|Wheels and sarcasm. Sarcasm so good you’ll take it as a compliment.
|Foreign relations envoy. Wood gathering champion. Minister of Grazing.
|Boy, Gimp. Basheers Bitch. Has no need for shaving implements. Pedant.
|IT and Intel. Could sell sand to the Arabs and often does.
|Entertainment, catering and front of house quiz master. Like a meeter at a Disney store but funnier.
|Political Incorrectness Officer. Never open what he sends you in public.
|Purveyor of choppy things and stuff that goes bang.
|Scarlet Pimpernel. They seek him here, they seek him there.