Back in the 17th Century a cabal of fantasists met in a small London pub to discuss the containment of extra terrestrial life that had crash landed in Bermondsey. It hadn’t. They were fantasists. But they were quite drunk. That was not the beginning of the Agency. Nobody knows when the date or way that the Agency was formed but it operates in London and has done for at least the last 30 years.
As for the 17th Century fantasists – is there really no link? No. No, there isn’t.
The Agency stands between the general public and the powers of the ludicrous. With their headquarters at the far end of the runway at City Airport they have access to the rivers, air and streets of London. Far from recession proof – the Agency is struggling to make ends meet. Underpaid and undervalued – the brave men, women and Moon stand against the wave of silly that sweeps Great Britain on an almost weekly basis.