Welcome, Gentle Reader, to the manifold glories of The Imperial Mews, etheric virtual home of the Modern Victorians, also known, to friends and foes alike, as the Fifth Waikato Dragoons Regiment of Alf's Imperial Army. One hopes you will find contained within these pages various items of interest for all those of a vaguely Victorian bent, quite apart from those bizarre souls expecting that life should also contain elements of Fun, Exhilaration and sheer Enjoyment, the more eccentric the better.
For specifics, might one direct you either to the broad categories defined immediately to your left - one's other right if one prefers - or, if one wishes to take the plunge, perhaps delve into the last year of newsletters in The Reading Room, explore the intricacies of Social Functions, or carefully peruse The Rules of War, perhaps with an eye to initiating an engagement of a martial nature. One promises, Gentle Reader, to disclose the various necessaries for one such as your good self to discover more about those gloriously twinned pastimes and life-style choices, Modern Victorianism and Pacifist Warfare.  So read on, Daring Explorer and discover the bizarre reality that is presented for your Delight and Delictation by ...
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Allow us but a mere twenty minutes,
that's right, a miniscule 1200 seconds, less than half an hour - slightly less for the naturally
gifted, slightly more for the terminally pedantic - and we shall turn you, via an incredibly
intensive and fiercely compact training program, into that most respected and feared of beings, a
Remember, it is a most difficult, thoroughly thankless occupation enjoying all of that good, clean, dirty fun, but someone must step up and make the ultimate sacrifice ... repeatedly!   And preferably against horrendously overwhelming odds whilst one is at it! |
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Queen and Empire! |
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Wizard Save the Empire! |
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