This is what’s generally believed ..
Man 1 is 5’8” high
Man 2 is 5’11” high
Woman 3 is (abt) 5’4” high
Man 4 is 5’8” high
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Man 1 is 5’8” high
Man 2 is 5’11” high
Woman 3 is (abt) 5’4” high
Man 4 is 5’8” high
The Somerton Man .. 
What a tangled Webb we weave, when first we practice to deceive
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Oh, could have sworne someone had said that already. Somebody name of dusty be my best gurss.
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More like Sir Walter Scott ..
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Surprised that Cramer, in his current research results on ‘Big Bob’ Wake, made no mention at all of his other nicknames, ‘Hummingbird’ and ‘Hereward the Wake’. Almost sure I brought them up in my related Wake posts years ago which he’s most welcome to plagiarise for reference, knowing his inclination towards duplication of other’s work, as a means to bolster his trademark yen for duplicity.
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You know looking at Roy in that image he looks a pretty fit lad. Big brother looks similar in. the big family photo. Clearly all the Webb boys were fit as fiddles. We know the man on the beach had an athletes build (no body fat)
Whats my point? don’t know really
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Perhaps another Webb was serving overseas, a distant cousin, with a strong build?
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Where did you come from mate? Last I heard was that you went mad and the coppers shot you.
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It was Sir Randy Scott what gave us the ‘Oh’ that No. 1 missed and rightly so, but Wally missed the all important double ‘B’ in Webb that No. 1 (originally dusty) didn’t. Marmion was a rather handy Victorian racehorse in the 1960’s and probably named in memory of the bard.
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Could have something there Clive. Haven’t done much in-depth research, not like Flash Cramer. So far I’ve only come up with a couple of Webbs with the he man credentials you mention, first being Matt Webb, world’s stongest man and second Jake Webb, hall of fame body builder and both with that tell-tale SM gingery hair. I’d suggest that anyone in the Webb camp could do worse than to havePat/misca check back to see who their great grand fathers were circa.1948. I wonder did SM’s physical description mention big gonads and breaths [sic].
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Hey PB , no wasn’t shot by the coppers but I did get slapped in the face by a lap dancer AND bitten on the nuts by a poodle.
The lad interviewed on the telly (who I think PB also spoke to) who was a Webb descendant has a similar build and appearance to Roy.
Robin Thomson was quite the athlete indeed BUT apparently he’s out of the game.
Whoever SM was he was built like a brick shithouse. How ? I don’t think anytime fitness had any franchises at the time.
What’s my point? still don’t know
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I had a look at that, and yes, there was a couple of body-building places around back in the day – just the place for a rabid doper to get built up.
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You young blokes never heard tell of Aussie strongman Don Othaldo, especially you Bozo. He was just your every day 5′ 3″ 120 lb puny weakling from Condoblin NSW born 1894 & 1901, what built himelf up through American correspondence courses. Real name Walter Josph Lyons aka Smith, ‘The Blacksmith of Rabaul’. Don’t believe old dusty fellas, then check out his remarkable service history in both wars & beyond. Like your proverbial BS and SM dude747, apart from his height, his foreskin & the tatoo of a naked lady on his hairy chest.
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Whoops, Don Athaldo not Bill Sakespeare’s Othello or some Greek God.
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Mate, you’re talking to a bloke who as a boy, watched Gorgeous George play havoc at the Sydney Stadium, plus ever tried to have a successful piss in a toilet with a bent-faced bruiser on each side on the same night?
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Ever see Chief Little Wolf in his prime Bozo. He came to Tamworth towards the end of his career and took on local champ Dr. Hutt who was my mate’s dad, or so Richard liked to boast. I always tried to piss in private in my own hay day Pete. These days I piss whenever and wherever I can.
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I’ve got a mate who is unable to function pisswise if anyone is standing next to him in the pissoir, so onetime when we were surfing down Ulladulla way he slipped off into the public loo, thinking we didn’t see him, so what else to do but chuck rocks onto the tin roof, listening to him swearing and blinding inside. What else are mates for eh?
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