(and that nice chap at the golf club, obviously)
Name: Isambard Smith.
Rank: Captain
Heritage: British
Rumour has it that Smith was marked for greatness at the age of nine, when he consumed a third of his body weight in tiffin. There is a further rumour that the primary source of the original rumour is Smith himself.
Since then, he has pursued a career as the British Space Empire's greatest adventurer, but has yet to catch up with it.
He dislikes tyranny, alien invaders and French cuisine. In his free time he builds Airfix kits, drinks tea by the pint and tries to summon the courage to talk to Rhianna Mitchell.