Once upon a time there was a 40yo Franga



Slightly used and abused
A few wrinkles standing erect wouldn't straighten out
Well and truelove past the use by date

!0 years later

Slightly more frazzled and frayed but ready to play

Often found sitting in his favorite old chair in front of the fire, normally with a Custom Dot quilt over his lap






Elvis has definitively left the building

Lol! Way to go Elmo. Stick it to him.
So should we rename Fangyland ????

Phew, I am glad you didn't post the photos from those 'other' dress up parties Elmo!

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fangman said..
Phew, I am glad you didn't post the photos from those 'other' dress up parties Elmo!

i just had a look through all the hidden cam footage Elmo. Don't worry you are safe, you have that ridiculous leather mask on your scone the whole time. Captain Calm on the other hand......

Funny you should post that Elmo, I was just looking at that second picture yesterday. Classic.

Oh well he was all quiet and clandestine about his 50th so I thought I'd post about the next best thing

Is that second photo of you drying your camera out Happy 50th c#$t.
BTW - my theory is that turning 50 is the last real chance you have for a big shin dig and to get really p1ssed with your mates (mate in your case). At 60, you're getting older and probably only get half the RSVP's as most of your friends go to bed around 8pm. at 70 there's a chance that some of your friends have left for the big speed strip in the sky and well at 80 you're probably wondering what your name is!

BTW - where's my invite

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sausage said..
Is that second photo of you drying your camera out Happy 50th c#$t.
BTW - my theory is that turning 50 is the last real chance you have for a big shin dig and to get really p1ssed with your mates (mate in your case). At 60, you're getting older and probably only get half the RSVP's as most of your friends go to bed around 8pm. at 70 there's a chance that some of your friends have left for the big speed strip in the sky and well at 80 you're probably wondering what your name is!

BTW - where's my invite

So here is the weird thing, Snags. I suspect one of my 'friends' who is old enough to have geological era named after him, may have forgotten to put on his glasses when using the slide ruler. Not only is it not my birthday for a while yet, it's not my 50th this year either. I suppose because I act all old and sophisticated it causes confusion sometimes.
Still I suppose I should be happy that someone was trying to keep track of when I should be having a bash.

So has anyone thought of renaming it after the fairy terns?

Any ideas Wazza?

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fangman said..

sausage said..
Is that second photo of you drying your camera out Happy 50th c#$t.
BTW - my theory is that turning 50 is the last real chance you have for a big shin dig and to get really p1ssed with your mates (mate in your case). At 60, you're getting older and probably only get half the RSVP's as most of your friends go to bed around 8pm. at 70 there's a chance that some of your friends have left for the big speed strip in the sky and well at 80 you're probably wondering what your name is!

BTW - where's my invite

So here is the weird thing, Snags. I suspect one of my 'friends' who is old enough to have geological era named after him, may have forgotten to put on his glasses when using the slide ruler. Not only is it not my birthday for a while yet, it's not my 50th this year either. I suppose because I act all old and sophisticated it causes confusion sometimes.
Still I suppose I should be happy that someone was trying to keep track of when I should be having a bash.

That didn't stop the L2L celebrating their 30th anniversary one year early

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sausage said..

fangman said..

sausage said..
Is that second photo of you drying your camera out Happy 50th c#$t.
BTW - my theory is that turning 50 is the last real chance you have for a big shin dig and to get really p1ssed with your mates (mate in your case). At 60, you're getting older and probably only get half the RSVP's as most of your friends go to bed around 8pm. at 70 there's a chance that some of your friends have left for the big speed strip in the sky and well at 80 you're probably wondering what your name is!

BTW - where's my invite

So here is the weird thing, Snags. I suspect one of my 'friends' who is old enough to have geological era named after him, may have forgotten to put on his glasses when using the slide ruler. Not only is it not my birthday for a while yet, it's not my 50th this year either. I suppose because I act all old and sophisticated it causes confusion sometimes.
Still I suppose I should be happy that someone was trying to keep track of when I should be having a bash.

That didn't stop the L2L celebrating their 30th anniversary one year early

Theres nothink rong with my muths

Any chance of seeing an Elvis pic without the glass nose?

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azymuth said..
Any chance of seeing an Elvis pic without the glass nose?

My recollection of that evening is a little hazy, but I am pretty sure the glass got stuck on my nose early and all the photos will be simply images of me trying to get the glass off. Besides I would like to keep my web anonymity intact

A crying shame – a good Elvis impersonation (of when he was in his prime) is a rare thing

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pepe47 said..
So has anyone thought of renaming it after the fairy terns?

Any ideas Wazza?

Well, Pepe, I suppose we could rename the pond Swan Lake but that might be a bit antagonistic.

FangyLand might just be a bit passe now. Graceland would fit the Fangy / Elvis theme but all his mates are so getting so old we've all forgotten that bit already. Maybe "Flaccid Waters" ? It's on a signpost round there somewhere near to Fangy's humpy but would be a total misnomer, of course, when there's a stiff breeze. therefore a winter name only. No, we should probably keep it as FangyLand or, if with a French theme ( and who doesn't like a bit of French every now and then?)...and with special thanks to Sammy..., Fongeez. We will need to get Google Earth to recognise it. A very large sign perhaps?
There are areas in Fongeez which are of special interest and could be named seperately. There is The Pond of course but we don't talk about that nowadays. Not any more. There's GrumpyNutz Rock....always a favourite place for attempts to enter the Worlds Fastest Dismount Hall of Fame. Marked with some precision with random plumbing debris (and, rumour has it, a soon-to-be-installed Edwardian bicycle bell) supplied by and courtesy of Capt'n Decrepit and his Drainage Demons, it's a great place to record that special moment on your GoPro ( not your's Fangy) as you describe a perfect dismount parabola ..into 2 feet of water. There's Wokker Flats ,a demonic slalom course that constantly changes as the swimmer crabs are harvested. There's S-Bend, where Basil jealously protects the grass rigging area with his truck; Wamba Street where The Mandurah Mob try to get everyone else to park and rig up whilst they themselves selflessly sail at John Street. Purely to avoid overcrowding you understand. The John Street Bird-Hide Hole of Death,a great place for a breather and a chat with your mates after a good fast nm run. The Upper Weed Bank, the Middle weed Bank,Fin-Shortener Shoals....no end of attractions.
As Bill Lawry used to say....it's all happening....at Fongeez.

Fangy's birthday cake from me....but it's a secret.
There's an "8 knots faster than Wazza" medallion too. He'll like that.
Happy Birthday soon Big Boy!!

Peeps, a couple of things you need to know. You can't trust Decrepit for advice on what to rig, you can't trust Decrepit to get your birthdate right and can't trust Decrepit with a bloody camera,!
And thanks for the cake Wazza ( I am sure it will survive the migration across the country no probs)

Fangman Grand Master (45 - 59)

45 is well and truly in the rear vision mirror

60 is not to far awry

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Peeps, a couple of things you need to know. You can't trust Decrepit for advice on what to rig, you can't trust Decrepit to get your birthdate right and can't trust Decrepit with a bloody camera,!

Well having just subjected Elmo to threats of a night with Miss Piggy, I have gleaned a small snippet of truth over the origin of the Elvis photo. It appears that I owe Decrepit an apology. Apparently Decrepit doesnt love me enough to dig up some old photos and leak them into Elmo's News of the World. Sorry Decrepit. But let this be a lesson to you to pay more attention to the types of people your are keeping company with these days
The hunt continues for the source and I am beginning to suspect maybe a recent arrival back into the country........