Caricatures at Christmas Parties BLOG here!

Simon Ellinas is one of the top caricaturists in London. He can draw caricatures within five minutes each at parties, private and corporate. Each caricature can be pre-printetd with your company details. Ideal entertainment for Christmas (Xmas) parties. A lot of guests take away a unique gift and the rest will have been entertained by this hilarious spectacle.

Click the banner or the pics to see his website or contact him at simon@caricatures.org.uk.

Tel: 020 8449 1368. Mob: 0779 0893239.

So Batman came up to me and he hit me over the head with a vase and he went T’PAU! I said “Don’t you mean KAPOW??
He said “No, I’ve got china in my hand.”

You invented Tipp Ex, correct me if I’m wrong.

I’m so lazy I’ve got a smoke alarm with a snooze button.

I bought some Armageddon cheese today, and it said on the packet
‘Best Before End’

So I went to buy a watch, and the man in the shop said
“Analogue.” I said “No, just a watch.”

I went into a shop and I said, “Can someone sell me a kettle.”
The bloke said “Kenwood” I said, “Where is he?”

So I went in to a pet shop. I said, “Can I buy a goldfish?” The guy said, “Do you want an aquarium?” I said, “I don’t care what star sign it is.”

I was in this restaurant and I asked for something herby. They gave me a Volkswagen with no driver.

My mate is in love with two schoolbags. He’s bisatchel.

I went to the doctor. I said to him “I’m frightened of lapels.”
He said, “You’ve got cholera.”

So I met the bloke who invented crosswords today. I can’t remember his name, it’s P something T something R.

I was reading this book today, The History Of Glue, and I couldn’t put it down.

I phoned the local ramblers club today, and this bloke just went on and on.

My mate asked me “What do you think of voluntary work?? I said “I wouldn’t do it if you paid me.”

So I was in the jungle and there was this monkey with a tin opener. I said, “You don’t need a tin opener to peel a banana.” He said, “No, this is for the custard.”

This policeman came up to me with a pencil and a piece of very thin paper. He said, “I want you to trace someone for me.”

So this lorry full of tortoises collided with a van full of terrapins. It was a turtle disaster.

So I told my girlfriend I had a job in a bowling alley. She said “Tenpin?” I said, “No, it’s a permanent job.”

So I told my mum that I’d opened a theatre. She said, “Are you having me on?” I said, “Well I’ll give you an audition, but I’m not promising you anything.”

I phoned the local builders today, I said to them “Can I have a skip outside my house?” He said, “I’m not stopping you!”

So this cowboy walks in to a German car showroom and he says “Audi!”

So I fancied a game of darts with my mate. He said, “Nearest the bull goes first” He went “Baah” and I went “Moo” He said “You’re closest”

So I met this bloke with a didgeridoo and he was playing Dancing Queen on it. I thought that’s Aboriginal.

I was driving up the motorway and my boss phoned me and he told me I’d been promoted. I was so shocked I swerved the car. He phoned me again to say I’d been promoted even higher and I swerved again. He then made me managing director and I went right off into a tree. The police came and asked me what had happened. I said “I careered off the road”

I visited the offices of the RSPCA today. It’s tiny you couldn’t swing a cat in there.

I was stealing things in the supermarket today while balanced on the shoulders of vampires. I was charged with shoplifting on three counts

I bought a train ticket and the driver said “Eurostar” I said “Well I’ve been on telly but I’m no Dean Martin.

I phoned the local gym and I asked if they could teach me how to do the splits. He said, “How flexible are you?” I said, “I can’t make Tuesdays or Thursdays.”

So I went to the local video shop and I said, “Can I take out The Elephant Man?” He said, “He’s not your type.” I said “How about Batman Forever?” He said, “No, you’ll have to bring it back tomorrow”

What is interesting is that these and other jokes were transmitted via email across the internet erroneously described as Tommy Cooper’s jokes! There’s an explanatory email below:

It is in some ways flattering that people can think that Tim’s material is in fact Tommy Cooper’s. However, it is also sad that great British talent is also suffering as a result. The reason for writing this email is merely to ask you to attribute the material to the right person.

The Tim Vine Website is currently under construction and will be up and running shortly. It will be at www.timvine.com. It will also feature an article about the plagiarism of Tim’s gags.

I hope you appreciate the comments in this email and the reason for writing it. We all enjoy comedy – Let’s make sure the talent behind it is correctly credited.

Thanks very much,
Karl Hampson.Ha! would like to make it very clear that these are Tim Vine’s jokes and jolly funny they are too!

IS CARTOONING VIEWED as a ‘folk art’ along with macramé, pottery and morris dancing?

As a cartoonist I am often asked, “Why don’t you bugger off?” This is usually from prospective clients.

One receives the impression that cartoons are expected to be free, or at least, cheap.

The rejection slip has gone down in folklore as a euphemism for the above treatment but is used mostly in connection with unsolicited single frame joke cartoons. Jokes and cartoons ABOUT rejection slips pour effusively from the wounded souls of The Cartoonists’ Club of Great Britain. Thus is humour the product of pain and suffering.

My own experience of the “Why don’t you bugger off” syndrome usually occurs during the negotiations with a client.

Common tactics employed by the client are as follows:

• “Just a simple line drawing” results in numerous roughs and amendments

• “We haven’t got any money but it’ll be good exposure for you.” Yeah, right. That one doesn’t work anymore, sunshine!

• “What? £50.00 for a cartoon? I can get someone in the accounts department who can draw a little bit to do it for nothing!”

But, of course, in the end the client is always happy! Except for the one who comes back like this:

“Brilliant! It’s excellent! Everyone thought so! Fantastic!”

Because they go on to say:

“Now, could you just change this bit here, tweak it there, add a World War 2 tank in the corner, rework the final ten…”

So, why does this country treat cartoonists with such disdain?

Well, it doesn’t really. It’s just that people are blissfully unaware of our existence.

One can’t help but get the impression that photographers, illustrators and freelance journalists are up high on a pedestal while cartoonists are scraping about for breadcrumbs with the pigeons.

Maybe the word Cartoonist is detrimental to our cause. It could be that we are seen, when thought about at all, as motley-clad, pigs bladder swinging jesters grateful for a pint rather than a reasonable cheque. Maybe we should don the grey suits of the corporate world, abandon the title ‘Cartoonist’ and adopt a word that translates as ‘Expensive Professional’. Jocular Image Consultant? Humorous Resource Operator? 2-D Levity Creator?

Perhaps we have to lose the trivial image in order to avoid being told to bugger off all the time!

I KNEW they could understand every word we say!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Terry Wogan is presenting it again!