(Deputy Programme Head)
Pictured here in his natural environment,
Darrell can also be found equally at home in front of a computer
screen, although it's true that the quality of the catering
decreases somewhat.
Living in the murky depths of sunny Reading, at the age of 24 this chemistry graduate remains unsurprisingly free from the attentions of the opposite sex, which for the sake of their sanity and general well-being is probably no bad thing...
His vital statistics are [censored] and his hobbies include being nice to small children and animals 1. His ambition is to bring about world peace and general grooviness. Darrell vows never again to write an article in the third person.
1 By removing himself rapidly from their presence.
(Account Administrator)
I left college at 18 and spent four years
training with a top firm of chartered accountants in Manchester. I then
spent twelve months on temporary contracts including a four-month stint
at Boddingtons Brewery.
Since then I have worked for my present employer, IBIS Business Information Systems Limited, as the company accountant / financial controller, where I qualified in March 1996 with the Institute of Financial Accountants. I am technical advisor in respect of statutory financial compliance to the company, which produces specialist computer software for the accountancy profession.
(Programme Assistant)
When a long and distinguished career in the
RAF didn't actually start after it was pointed out Rob was having
some difficulty in distinguishing one end of an aircraft from the other
(myopia - they do get kinda touchy about these things), he went off to
seek his fame and fortune.... Unfortunately he found Cambridge instead
and a brief stop lasted some seven years give or take a few. During
this time he was innocently handed a copy of Moving Pictures which he
refused to hand back unless it was replaced by a rather nice piece of
Thornton's toffee. Following this a friend lent him Good Omens
whilst on U2's Zoo TV tour and there has rarely been a time since
when he hasn't had at least one TP on the go. His first faltering
steps into collecting and fandom began in 1977 when George Lucas
changed his life. A Dr Who convention at Longleat House was his first
followed by many, many Star Wars events. The sane part of his brain
still finds it hard to comprehend the attraction of dressing up as
Cyber Men or Storm Troopers but luckily this section of grey matter
remains firmly in the minority. Parsnips, Blur and tuneless whistling
are amongst the very few things Rob actively dislikes. Bananananas,
cats, small pieces of plastic modelled by the Kenner Company and people
who deliver parcels of toffee to him at the Ops Room are just a few of
his favourites. He believes the world would be a far better place with
a few more people like Bernard and Isobel Pearson in it and he also
loves his Mum. Rob can now be found living in the Cotswolds where more
often than not he will be seen pointing a camera of some description up
someone's nose.
(Maskerade Ball Organiser)
Claire-Louise (that's Ms Ruffle to you, Paul) is currently
Oxford's only dragon breeder. Owner of Lord Philanthropic III of
Quirm, a small swamp dragon with delusions of grandeur, she values good
chocolate, Jack Daniels, and has an unhealthy interest in very sharp,
and often painful, surgical instruments. Not known for her compassion,
which could be seen as a slight disadvantage in a Theatre Nurse,
Claire-Louise only really gets annoyed when other people make her
angry1.
1 i.e. if they shorten her name (Paul!), make disparaging remarks about dragons, or, just generally, breathe.
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