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Welcome to the only site on the net called the Wednesday Club. That's right, by arriving at this page, you are making net history. Yes, you, and there you were thinking you'd be a complete waste of space all your life.

So, as I say, welcome!

What's this site all about, and how do I join this thrusting institution? Well, why not point your cursor over the menu to the left and depress that mouse button of yours (tell it it's bum looks big in anything and plastic melts).

Would you like to know more about the content of this site? Why? Well, if you insist.

Who are we? lifts the lid on the men of mystery who make up the Wednesday Club (by this I do not mean they live in the sewers. Although Bob does live in a storm drain.)

History is an occassional series by Patricia Bauxite, official Historian to the Wednesday Club, into the History of this fine organ.....

Apply to Join is your chance to become one of us. No running!! Form an orderly queue!!

Message Board: Write a haiku about your Ford Mondeo, drop us a suicide note, tell us you love us. It's all go on the MB.

News: UPDATED 24/9

Quake II: Check the form guide, load your pistol, say your prayers!

Phantom Quaker: Tea Cup rattling action from the author of "The Highway Code for Beginners"

Club Shop: No home is complete without a monogramed pair of Iain Davidson Wellies.

Enjoy, and may all your mountains become molehills, unless you are an Alpine Goat farmer I guess. But then whose fault is that?

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(c) The Wednesday Club Group, 1999. Any complaints or queries please contact me. This site contains nothing but bollock information. If you find anything of a factual nature, I can only apologise and offer my first born in recompense. Should you take offence at anything on this site, then you are very sad indeed and should stop surfing the net and get back to those Inspector Wexford mysteries you used to like so much.