Ricki Hall Shaves His Beard Off For Charity

Posted on August 01, 2016 by Captain P. Fawcett

My dear chum Ricki Hall had his magnificent beard shaved off on 23rd July 2016, in order to raise money and awareness for Mesothelioma.

The Big Beard Shave Off was conducted by Frank Glorified at Thy Barber, The Bike Shed, Shoreditch, London.

Please donate at http://www.rickisamhall.com - every penny counts.

Sponsors: Thy Barber, Sophie's Steakhouse, Captain Fawcett, P&Co, Nevs Model Agency.

Film and edit: Tom Woodrow, Geek Media Ltd
Photography: Ben Gibson and Iain Crockart

Facebook Live Stream

One can view the live broadcast that was filmed as the Big Shave occured, hosted by my Right Hand Man Richie, either here or on my Facebook page... Toodle Pip.


Captain Fawcett Now Available At Harvey Nichols, London

Posted on May 15, 2016 by Captain P. Fawcett

Ricki Hall & Captain Fawcett

It gives me great pleasure to announce that my First Class Gentleman's Grooming Requisites are now available for purchase at Harvey Nichols, London.

Ricki Hall and my Right Hand Man, Richie, attended the most excellent launch of the new Male Grooming Department just a few nights ago. I have attached a selection of photographs for your delight and delectation.

All hail the hirsute. Fawcett.

Captain Fawcett at Harvey Nichols London

Captain Fawcett at Harvey Nichols London

Captain Fawcett at Harvey Nichols London

Captain Fawcett and Ricki Hall at Harvey Nichols London

16 June

Posted on June 16, 2011 by Captain P. Fawcett

James Williams Bart, known as Tubby to his coterie of pals, was a veritable chancer. He blotted his copy book once and for all, whilst working for the Malay Rubber Co in the City of London. After a catalogue of increasingly unsavoury incidents he was obliged to leg it sharpish.

After numerous scrapes with the law in many a far off land and having had to exit Australia under a dark cloud, Tubby eventually dropped anchor in the Gulf of Mexico. C.F.

9 June

Posted on June 09, 2011 by Captain P. Fawcett

Comfortable in the knowledge that my errant biographer and sometime expedition organiser is now safely ensconsed at her London home- I am recuperating in Scotland. The guest of Sir James Williams at Dunkeld House his charming country seat.

This very afternoon was spent thigh deep in the Tay casting flies in the hope of a tug from an eager young salmon thrusting up stream to spawn. Alas no bites save that of the wretched midges. What ho, tomorrow is another day! Fawcett.

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