Keeping A Stiff Upper Lip Regardless

Posted on September 10, 2013 by Captain P. Fawcett

In my most recent of travels I have scoured the globe, ranging as far afield as the foothills of the Smoky Mountains in the good ole USA to the deserts of Rajasthan, from the Snowy peaks of the Italian Tirol to the below sea level depths of the Norfolk fens I have indeed thrown caution to the wind and without fear or hesitation ventured into the leafy suburbs of Twickenham.

The quest? A bid to source the very finest ingredients for my very own range of tip top Gentleman's Grooming Requisites.

The finest Moustache Wax including the "hot off the press" firm hold 'Expedition Strength', the lovingly hand made small batch 'Private Stock' Beard Oil, and the delectable fragrance of the Captain's own 'Fougere' Eau de Parfum.

All these and a host more of simply superb items are to be found ensconced in this very website. Feast your eyes! You will not be disappointed. Good Day. Fawcett.

12 September

Posted on September 11, 2011 by Captain P. Fawcett

Good God, I thought to myself, one has yet to resort to that malarkey. My Moustache Wax is lovingly handmade in Norfolk, Great Britain.

The blaggard in front of me was in truth a snake oil salesman, a chancer a charlatan no less. I decided to take my leave of this thoroughly disagreeable fellow but not before giving him a jar of my patent pomade and suggesting he attend to his drooping hirsute appendage forthwith. Huuuumph.

I wended my weary way back to my makeshift cabin, cleaned my teeth in an effort to get rid of the stubborn bad taste in my mouth and dived in to the bunk. The crisp cotton sheets coupled with soft downy pillows and the gently rocking of the sleeping car ensured that I fell into a deep sleep within minutes of being horizontal. My dreams that night haunted with a coterie of purple faced buffoons or were they indeed ruddy arsed baboons? Fawcett.

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