The English taking their club minutes seriously... How I ended up Secretary of this lot, I definitely do not remember. But how very fortunate I was, to be a part of this club through the late 80s-early 90s, which was just a great, great time to be caving in the UK. Some new technical advances meant a new level of descent had just opened up to a broader, perhaps more casual caver, and I got to visit (and indeed to explore) some amazing places, both magnificent and... scrofulous, as we-afterwards-in-the-pub-affectionately-called them.
Termcards dating back to 1959 (definitely before my time!) can be found here.
(drawing credit Tony Seddon, I believe)