
Author Archives: Raph Shirley
Acting masterclass
Yours truly,

100 jokes
A selection of jokes from the last 100 years.
Best yeah,

The First Sex
Little weblogvid’ about goin’ out to see my mate Chris Lighthouse.
Regards,

The Raph Shirley CENSORED! Project (RSCP)
I have always been a great campaigner for CENSORED!. That is why I have decided to start producing it.
CENSORED!
Yours faithfully,

In The Finest Literary Tradition (ITFLT) vid’

Fellowcentric Album Out Now
My debut album is hitting the shops today. Buy it here.
Here are the promo photos:

Figure 1. CD front cover.

Figure 2. CD booklet inside.

Figure 1. CD back.
Regards,

The 6 physics undergraduates that you will find inconsistent with trite generalisations
We are all familiar with the popular opinion regarding traits in common to college physics majors! Let us take you through the six types that might not be in line with those ideas!
1. The Australian Feminist whose Mum is Dead.
You don’t know what I’m talking about! She spends the evenings doing unremarkable college activities but retains a minor sadness caused by the premature death of her mother in 2001.
2. The Socially Competent Bland Male.
You don’t know what we’re talking about! He will have a successful career in business and marries his studious approach to work with actually completely median social skills!
3. The Spanish Tall Underweight Football Loving Brunette Incompetent Bitter Rounded Good Egg.
4. The One Who You Fell In Love With.
Everybody? She is beautiful and walked into your world one spring evening on June 24 2012 in Hemel Hempstead, UK.
5. The Misogynist and/or Racist and/or Homophobic Representation.
This one gives you pleasure by containing implicit tendentious statements in the subtext. Eh unlad!
6. The Set of All Objects Outside Those Traditionally Associated with the Group in the Title.
This article was written by a Physics Major. Typical? Topical! Topology.

Song Ideas
Don’t know if this stuff is good enough to go on my first album. Think I might make them into B sides:
Best,

Experiments in Contemporary Comic Modes
In which I introduce a new theory of comic modes that I call the tendentious imperative.
Video 1. Experiments in Contemporary Comic Modes.

Figure 1. The tendentious imperative (a pornographic image in ink).
Song 1. Bonus Song.
All love,

I’ve Come to Dismantle Your Family in E blues
Hey Guys!
Great track for a Friday night guys!
Really pushing my guitar to the limit on this one. You’d never guess I recorded it on my phone with a 100 quid guitar!
Love xxx

Script meeting
– Hi, William! Sit down.
– Hi, how are you?
– Good. Good. Right. The script. The script! Wow. I love it.
– Oh great, I’m so glad to hear that.
– I love it. Not everyone does but that’s fine when your writing is this fresh. It’s gonna take a while. How do you feel about making a couple of changes? Just… to bring people on board. Like, for instance our questionnaires show people just don’t know what to make of this Hamlet guy. I mean, what a loser. I mean like why does he do all this stuff?
– I hear what you’re saying and I respect it but I do feel I would struggle to rework him without totally changing the character of the piece. I mean I’d have to change the title for a start.
– Ha yes. pause. About the title. My marketing report shows audiences find it a bit hammy to be frank. How about we go with something more kooky. The Great Danish Traj Fest of… no. I Am Dane? Timothy Hamlet’s Danish Nightmare?
– I hear what you’re saying.

An homage to Robbie Williams
best xxx

AquaSplash Dreamin’
A song bout AquaSplash, Hemel Hempstead,UK.
Take it easy yeah,

Song for hope
Hey guys,
I recorded this song to try to express my heartfelt feelings for the airplane that’s missing.
Thanks,

A chance meeting in the House of Commons canteen
Gordon Brown is fumbling with the coffee machine. He stops and stares at the accent in Nescafé for quite literally one minute.
– Sorry can I get to the machine says David Cameron.
– Oh, yeah. Oh, how’s it going?
– Oh hi, yeah great thanks. How are you?
There is a pause.
– Really great says Gordon Brown. Busy. What are you up to at the moment?
– I’m Prime Minister, David says quickly and matter of factly.
– Oh of course. How is that? We must meet up some time, I’ll give you my notes cos it really is silly to go through all the you know stuff a second time.
– Yeah, says David Cameron. Gordon Brown seems unconvinced.
David suddenly notices William Hague and George Osborne sitting at a table across the canteen. They are clearly laughing and miming miniature violins. David can feel giggles swelling from deep inside him like a force of pleasure they rise to his face and push against his cheeks turning them a deep purple. Gordon Brown is furiously pressing a picture of a coffee on the machine. David Cameron reaches over and presses the button marked Cappuccino. The machine makes a sound like steam coming out of ears and Gordon Brown says:
– I wanted a hot chocolate.
Your humble servant,

Critique of Silly Reason
It is bad to be silly.
Bad is a criticism.
This is a criticism of all silly things including silly reason.
The Wolf of Wall Street – A Review
There is an old story in Hollywood that a young Martin Scorsese (not THE) approached the camera with two feet in the air and with a wry smile added ‘so maybe I DID work upside down’ deliriously. At which point everyone laughed and the rest, as my old film professor used to joke languidly, was Raging De Nero. That may or mayn’t be how it went down but his latest offering (sacrificial) shows he’s still got an infatuation with the rich and fetishism.
The opening shot of his most present proximate offering gives a heavy Leonardo eat a giant watermelon erotically and morph into a wolf. Gee wizz Martin, we didn’t see that one coming. I decided to meet the ‘italian film maker’ in a little (1 cubic metre) upstate New York coffee shack. I’ve brought him a souvenir from St Martin’s college as an ironicalitude. He sniggers and urinates champagne from his erect bottle into my moist flute. The ironicalized eroticism is not lost on the Academy Award Winner James Cameron whose film Titanic set sail in 1997 implicitly. Unfortunately, I suspect this moving picture with coincident sound WON’T unsink when it hits the icebergman from AlcatraZ wryly.
The rather large press theatre (4 parsecs) shook at the laughter when Leo the Wolf spoke of crime, drug use and prostitution dryly an eyely in the housewifi. Sorry Martin, this reviewer suspects Vertigo, Citizen Kane etc WILLn’t bee given a run for true money. And Psycho anyone?
20% one star etc. No quality is normally distributed etc etc. Cumulative with standard deviations. Democracy! Popular opinion. A man I’ll never meet. A film I’ll never saw.
Safe emotional journeys,

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Humbly yours,

The bench opposite Aquasplash
Lets be honest, Hemel Hempstead has some great benches. I’ve often spoken of the one opposite Forbidden Planet on the high street, and the one on Gadebridge park. OK, the second isn’t strictly speaking a bench (it’s a log), but when I fancy a sit down, I ain’t interested in semantics mate. In this work, though, we will be talking about the bench opposite Aquasplash. Not the one by the bus stop, but the one outside the entrance next to the bins. I’ve got a lot to say about that bench, and indeed the bins, but if you require a mere summary because you lead a busy life and believe in delegating responsibility to experts, then hear this: I would describe it as excellent.
Key features of the bench opposite Aquasplash:
- Bevelled arm rests
- Close to Aquasplash
- Beauty
Picture, if you would be so kind, my buttocks. They are tired; tired, yet spectacular, pert and wondrous things. They require support. Preferably, they would like a horizontal plane in order to prevent my upper torso and head from succumbing to gravity, that most long range of all the forces. Therein lies the bench and/or seats more generally (they represent a victory of electromagnetism over what Newton called gravitas, itself derived from ‘grave’ and the action of burying (alas, even the bench opposite Aquasplash cannot slow our journey to oblivion and I aint talkin’ Alton Towers)). I often use chairs but I miss the ability to move side to side to dodge approaching missiles or just because I fancy it. The bench opposite Aquasplash offers all this and more (there are multiple bins at hand for banana skins etc).
‘How crass! How vulgar! May we hear more for the sensitive soul, whose mind is unburdened with concerns over her arse?’ Yes, you may. This bench is in memory of Henry Shadows 1913-1995. Henry Shadows was a local farmer, who once met a Royal person. He also stood as independent candidate for Hertfordshire in 1974 and 1979. I like to imagine him standing here surveying the scene, tired butt in his head. Looking out at the beautiful view (pre-Aquasplash – all his memorial plaque can see now is Aquasplash) and yearning for this greenfield development, such that he may one day have his name celebrated on brass coated steel on elm.

To Henry!
