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.

Credits:
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.

My dear friend Ricki Hall will be getting his magnificent beard shaved off on 23rd July 2016, in order to raise money and awareness for Mesothelioma. Ricki lost his father to this terrible cancer, which affects many although not much is known about it.

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

Please donate at www.rickisamhall.com - every penny counts.

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

Film by Iain Crockart.

Sssshhh... the walls have ears. Mr Ricki Hall has been filming for the launch of his new Signature 'Booze & Baccy' Eau De Parfum, which will be released this Summer.

Roam & Seek were behind the camera, on location at London Fields and The Whisling Shop.

Toodle Pip.

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.

I think you will enjoy my latest launch pals. To create this special formula I have collaborated with fellow adventurer Jimmy Niggles Esq. the founding ambassador of Beard Season & cultivator of the world’s first Million Dollar Beard.

This unique combination of life enriching oils will make your beard feel like a million dollars. Crafted with fresh oceanic scents and earthy resinous notes and topped with an enchanting floral citrus, the only addition we thought appropriate was the ultimate luxuriant – flakes of 23 carat gold...

Supporting Beard Season

Beard Season is a global movement turning beards into life saving conversation starters, challenging you, your friends & family to have a skin check for melanoma – one of the world’s deadliest cancers. Proceeds from every bottle of Million Dollar Beard Oil will be used with responsible efficiency to spread awareness & action in the fight against melanoma.

To become an ambassador, visit the website. Grow on.

Valence, France and day five of Captain Fawcetts intrepid adventures following the Blue Smoke Racing Team in the 19th Historic Monte Carlo Rally. How terribly exciting it has been so far!

My vehicle of choice is a 1963 Saab V4 two stroke as driven by Erik Carlsson, who won the Monte Carlo Rally for two years in a row in the 1960s.

After a technical hiccup in Oslo and a major repair in Halden, we missed the blessed ferry from Gothenburg and therefore drove 1500km overnight to catch up the field in Germany and then move on to Monaco.

Having started yesterday lunchtime on the Monaco to Valence part of the route, a hefty total of 500km in one day, the team progressed well through four of the five stages. We climbed again ahead of them, through the picturesque Alps, through quaint villages and terrains, up steep hair pin turns to catch film and photographic images.

We settled in the village of Entreveaux with its beautiful medieval castle and fortress, and positioned ourselves half way up the hills to get some splendid photographs of the cars traversing through. The Blue Smoke Team in car 303, led by the characterful Norwegian Per Simble and his co-driver Tom Fjeldstad, were one of the last to start off from Monaco.  We watched the other competitors come through, the numbers reaching higher and higher as we waited in the glorious Alps sunshine.

Eventually one could hear the 1963 Saab's two stroke engine coming up the hill before one sighted the car itself.  Per and Tom looked in jolly good spirits as they passed us.

Next on to Sisteron! By chance we followed the team as they were called in to the gas station to refuel by their support crew.  Here all the cars are required to pass through an official check point for their cards to be stamped.

As I approached the vehicle and the crew in the car park while they took a moment before moving on, the bonnet was up! Oh deary me. This was not a good sign. They informed me (with a grimace) that the alternator was in trouble. This could be bad news for the car and the race overall.  With no time to change the alternator and the daylight closing in, the team decided to return to the road.  

The crowds cheered as they left and we were silently egging them on too, hoping they would make it to Valence.

We made our way on a parallel route, missing out stage four of the course to get ahead again.  The map showed another traversing climb up into the hills.  With the head lights on now it made quite a picture seeing the vehicles make their way up the hills, sweeping around the bends and climbing as they went. As we reached the top the fog came down.  There was snow and ice on the sides of the road as we came out of a long tunnel.  There was no way we could continue driving now unless we wanted to get into a bit of a scrape.  

What had started as a beautiful English spring-like day on the Côte d’Azur was ending in fog, rain and unsavoury freezing conditions.  We were now very concerned about the Blue Smoke Team.

Eventually we reached our accommodation in Valence, and there was no sight of the team. Only rumours from the other competitors that they were having difficulties.

Then about two hours later, the official technological APP thingy-ma-jig confirmed our fears, that car 303, once a winner of the Monte Carlo Rally, had indeed been forced to abandon the race.

But hold firm dear chums, for as I write, the mechanics are fixing the vehicle and with the luck of the Irish, or the Norwegian Gods come to that, we will be back on the road to Monaco in the morning.

It isn't over till the moustache droops!

Captain Fawcett, keeping a stiff upper lip regardless!

Many congratulations to Mr Alfred Nash from Los Angeles, California, who won the 'English Moustache' category at the National Beard and Moustache Championships 2015 in Brooklyn, New York, sponsored by The Captain. Bravo Sir!

If you would like to take a peek at some of the hirsutely-gifted competitors, you may enjoy this album by Jeffrey Moustache Photography.

The overall champion and grand prize winner was Mr Scott Metts, winner of the Full Beard, Styled Moustache category. Metts won a trip to the 2016 Championships.

Private Lily and I had the great pleasure of attending the World Beard & Moustache Championships from 2nd to 4th October in beautiful Leogang, Austria.

Much fun was had, and I would like to thank our genial hosts for a splendidly warm welcome.

The inimitable Mr Iain Crockart took some super photographs of the hirsute contestants, all of which can be viewed on my Facebook page.

Warm regards,

Captain Peabody Fawcett

#Project60 is a monumental portrait series featuring some of the world’s most famous bearded gentlemen, and now also a delightful lady by the name of Harnaam Kaur. It has been masterminded by Mr Elbank, an esteemed English photographer who has recently returned from Australia after nine years of award winning work to create this timeless artifact with an important, life-saving message.

I am honoured to be involved, in my own small way, by supplying our bearded subjects with my moustache waxes and beard oil before each portrait session.

Thanks to widespread media coverage in The Guardian, The Daily Mail, The Huffington Post,  Metro and BuzzFeed, #Project60 has been elevated to an even greater importance for the people of Britain and indeed those overseas. As well as preserving these icons in all their photogenic glory, they will form a body of work which will help launch an important cancer fighting initiative by the name of Beard Season.

Beard Season is a non profit movement inviting gentlemen (and ladies if so gifted) to grow their beards for winter, get a skin check, and become an ambassador in the fight against melanoma.

Four years ago Mr Jimmy Niggles lost one of his best pals to melanoma at the age of 26. His name was Wes Bonny, and at his wake a group of his friends decided to start something which would encourage more people to have regular skin checks - a missing part of the solution for one of the world’s deadliest but most preventable cancers.

Not many men of their age had beards in those days and because his melanoma was on his neck they decided to cover up from the sun and let their facial follicles flourish, encouraging everyone who asked about them to have a skincheck and share Wes’ story.

Since launching in Australia Beard Season has recruited hundreds of ambassadors from over 27 countries, referred thousands of skin checks and enjoyed an average of one message a week from someone who has met a Beard Season ambassador, booked a skin check and found something which potentially could have killed them.

Melanoma kills more people in the UK and US than anywhere else in the world, second only to Australia. So by launching Beard Season in the Northern Hemisphere with a series like #Project60, we have a wonderful opportunity to make a big difference.

The best way for you to keep abreast of news from #Project60 is to follow our various social media thingummy pages which I shall list below. Thank you for your support chums.

Warm regards, Fawcett.

Instagram:

@BeardSeason 

@MrElbank 

@CaptainFawcett

Facebook:

This is Beard Season 

#Project60 for Beard Season 

Brock Elbank Photography 

Captain Fawcett

I say chums.... I am simply chuffed to bits to read that the esteemed Joe and Co. barbers to the notable have seen fit to lavish such praise on my very own 'Private Stock' Beard Oil. Quite superb.Thank you.

It has added a whistle to my lips and a hint of Spring to my step. Whatever next?

Carry On. Fawcett.

Without further ado it is my sincere pleasure to be able showcase my very latest cinematic effort, informing dear chums about the wonders of using Captain Fawcett's (CF.332) Private Stock Beard Oil. A delectable blend of fragrant essential oils fused with Sweet Almond, Jojoba and Vitamin E base oils, if used daily this elegantly scented balance of Cedarwood, Black Pepper, Patchouli and Palmarosa essential oils will soothe, moisturise and invigorate both skin and facial hair. Featuring the suave and sophisticated Ricki Hall. Shot in Sussex with the kind permission of Verralls Classic Motorcycles. Directed by Tom Woodrow. Produced by Geek Media Ltd.

I should like to take this opportunity to thank Mr Ricki Hall and of course my dear Mother, without whom none of this would have been possible.. but I digress.. Hurrah for the Hirsute!

Good Day. Fawcett.

The Captain and a few of his very dear chums were delighted to be invited to a simply splendid soirée hosted by the reputed Pall Mall Barbers, held at the Boisdale eaterie in Belgravia this Tuesday last. 

Great fun was had by all, as the canapés and Prosecco flowed thick and fast. The evening was only slightly let down by the no show of Miss Muriel Lavender (due to a slightly pressing previous engagement - ironing) and the rather small size of the haggis on a stick.

You can find some splendid images from the evening on my Facebook page.

Carry On Chaps. Fawcett.

Team Fawcett Movember Promo - Ylang Ylang from James Lightbown on Vimeo.

I say chums its all a little bit on the hush hush don’t you know, but a couple of old school blighters have clubbed together to form ‘Team Fawcett’ for Movember 2013. It’s a noble bid to raise some much needed coin for research into men’s cancer.. Have a dekko at the film and jolly well join in.
 
Damn fine fillies, what? But I digress.. nurse… NURSE …oh botheration. 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.

Greetings from the Arctic hinterland, where I have been ensconced with the Sami. Today we will travel with thousands of reindeer as they migrate to the coast in search of fresh summer grazing. However be assured that with the use of my patent pomade I am maintaining a stiff albeit upper lip regardless!

Toodle Pip. Fawcett.

Having hurtled south from Switzerland we have made our way past Lake Como via Briancon and on to Nice. Albeit a little weary, I find a small glass of pastis and a liberal application of one's patent pomade steels one for the rigours ahead! Carry on that man. Fawcett.

Please click here for my Grand European Tour Photograph Album.

Whilst passing through St Moritz I was reminded of dear old Blinky Blenkinsop's youngest sister Prunella, who if I recall correctly had attended a Swiss finishing school here some decades earlier. After an unfortunate dalliance that involved a little more than a 'how now brown cow' deportment lesson with a local ski instructor, a rarely referred to somewhat sordid episode that resulted in the birth of twins. Prunella was in the eyes of accepted society well and truly finished and returned to Cranleigh in disgrace!