And so t’was, that the one who organizes everything did smile down ‘pon Dr Strangeglove and decreed that with immediate effect (well, at that point in time anyway) there would be a Dr Strangeglove Comic Strip. And yay did the millions scream as one “Straaaaange”, except one who yelled “Eeeeeeeeeh” (but we’ll just ignore him because everyone else does).

It’s in Ace Weekly which is a comics art magazine of serials and short stories beamed directly to readers through cyberspace. It’s the award-winning, exclusively cyberspace – NO PRINTING, NO PAPER – comic art magazine from David Lloyd – the guy who brought you V FOR VENDETTA! Every Monday, serials and short stories designed specifically for your tablet, laptop, desktop – AND SMART TV – are ready to read, at your command, in massive, seven-week volumes featuring top talent from across the globe.

The inaugural (that means ‘first ever’) Dr Strangeglove comic strip can be found at: https://www.acesweekly.co.uk/vol50-issue5

And what of Aces Weekly’s description of this wondrous event which is sure to go down in history alongside all other wondrous events: “It’s Strange…” I’m happy with that.

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BEHIND THE STORY with PHIL WHITMORE

“DR STRANGEGLOVE: DEATH BY CHOCOLATE”

Big hooray for the 1st Dr StrangeGlove cartoon!

And we kick off the comic strip action with Episode Six.

Because of course we do.

In this story, Dr StrangeGlove is obsessed with chocolate.

He does exactly what I once joked about doing, with chocolate.

No, not that! Its straaaange…

 

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Dr Strangeglove’s stable-mate (moo?) Mr Custa can also be found at Aces Weekly too.

Find out more here: https://mrcusta.co.uk/wormhole/category/aces-weekly/

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Stranger Than Fiction

(2013)

P.A.Whitmore

ISBN 978-1-907540-93-6

Sci-Fi Comdedy. “DR STRANGEGLOVE” is a comedy character created for the radio (101.8 WCR FM) in 2009.

After learning the news that he had created himself in a totally bonkers paradox, Dr Strangeglove and his friends Lee B, Wally Pop and Miss Fitt shomehow wind up in a nightmarish dreamscape. How did they get there? Who is responsible? And how will they escape? And does Wally Have enough tuna sandwiches to last the jurney home?

About the author: P.A. Whitmore has written for radio (101.8 WCR FM) comic strip (Krash magazine) and stage (Sitcom Saturday) his other series include “MR CUSTA” a surreal sci-fi comedy set on a parallel Earth. And “PRAZE & BEEBLE” a horror comedy.

 

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Dr Stangeglove’s Strange Tales From The World Of The Strange – Script Book

(2015)

P.A.Whitmore

ISBN 978-1-910181-26-3

A Collection of Weirdly Amusing Radio Comedy Sketches – Originally Broadcast on Gorgeous Radio!

Have you ever read… a script book?

Welcome to the weird and wonderful world of Dr Strangeglove, the impossible mad scientist who will do ANYTHING to be famous.

Dr S, together with his best pal Mr Lee B: DJ extraordinary, and new guy Dan, rubn riot through 14 of the latest weirdly amusing radio excapades.

Together they encounter such straaange phenomina such as dream rats, peeing cats, swarms of wasps, and scary egg men. They also discover a new planet, build an Ark and stage their latest variety show.

About the author: P.A.Whitmore has written for…

• Radio: “Dr Strangeglove” series & “Mr Custa” series
• Stage: “Praze & Beeble” & others
• e-book: “Dr Strangeglove: Stranger Than Fiction”
• & comic: “Mr Custa & The Invasion of The Marigold Men”

 

Here’s an example of the original short draft version of a script, and then you can listen to how it evolved into the final production (you can listen to it at the bottom).

 

BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES
BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES
WOULD YOU LIKE A PILE OF BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES?
BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES
BROWN SAUCE SANDWICHES
OINK! OINK! PIG!

LEE B:
Is that it?

DR. STRANGEGLOVE:
Yeh.

LEE B:
It’s not much of a song is it?

DR. STRANGEGLOVE:
Shut up.

“Free duck with every bottle!”

“Goes with anything… Chips, chocolate, scuba-divers, willow-trees, bath salts…”

“I always keep a bottle of BROWWWWWWN SAUCE next to my bed. It keeps the Phantom Leg Locker away…!”

Warning! Regular consumption of brown sauce can be hazardous to your health.

It can make you talk and act just like the eeeeeh man.

Always read the label. If symptoms persist please contact your nearest brain surgeon.

And here’s what it sounded like when we made it.

 

Here’s an example of the original version of a script, and then how it sounded when it was produced (you can listen to it at the bottom).

 

HelloOOOOOOO. And welcome to Dr. Straaaaaaaangeglove’s Strange tales from the world of straaaaaaange.

Today I have a strange tale to tell. I call it:

“Dangeroos”

Now, I’ve always liked the Zoo. Last time I was there I visited the monkey cage and they very nearly didn’t let me out. Now the gorillas didn’t like me- they were always grilling toast and the marmosets were always putting marmalade on the griller’s toast. Only the marmalade wasn’t set so the marmosets were set for Marmite instead. I’d have stayed in the gibbon’s cage- gibbon half a chance! But today they weren’t dancing in a funky way and I wondered why. I asked the elephant but he’d forgotten, and the rhino kept charging me. For information.

I decided to get to the bottom of it- so, finally after questioning all the animals and Drawing a blank, I decided to ask the humans. Now, the zookeeper told me, after eating his pickled dormouse sandwich, that the answer lay in its new exhibit. I thought “Zoo does he think he is? Lying down when there’s plenty of work to be done? Those wood-shavings won’t just group themselves into a big pile by themselves you know!” And so they didn’t. The human keeper soon put me straight- he got out his ruler and started folding me into a paper bird. He then put me in the Origami cage where I found the answer.

Across the way I saw a sign. I couldn’t make out what it said as I was peering through the bars and there were black stripes vertically striking through it. Then the zebra moved out of the way and I got to read the sign properly. It read “These animals are kangaroos”. “Hmm. I thought to monself. Surely to goodness the giantiferous hippety-hops from the upside-down world planet of Oz weren’t top blame. Nah. They were all to busy jumping up and down and doing Rolf Harris impressions.

Then I saw ANOTHER Sign. It read. “These animals are dangeroos” “Dangeroos!” I thought to myself. “The kangeroos deadly impersonators! Only they’re NOT kangeroos they’re dangeroos! Oh no!” And that taught me a lot. If there’s one thing worse than dangeroos it was being locked up in a cage with origami swans, ducks and chickens with the dangeroos cage just feet away.

And what massive feet they were! The dangeroos hopped around the cage until I was scared. And, when the zookeeper swept up the mess I was freed.

It was then that I noticed my free-er was a hippopotamus. A tall hippopotamus who’s name was Lee.

“Hello”

Said the hippo.

“My name’s Lee. And I’m an UpandHappy-potamus. Come and join me on my show. It’s on Saturday mornings from 10 till 12”.

And that was the story of how I came to be.

This has been Straaaaange tales with me, Dr. Straaangeglove.

Till next time.

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

Hopefully Dr. Straaaaaaangeglove will be back with some more of his straaaaaaaange tales. I want to hear more about that toaster story, it sounds really spooky…

And here’s what it sounded like when we made it.

 

Here’s an example of the original version of a script, and then how it sounded when it was produced (you can listen to it at the bottom).

 

EEEEH MAN
‘Ello. Did you know? I’m a big fan of George Formby? I know all his catchphrases! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh!

LEE B
What’s going on? Where’s Dr. Strangeglove?

EEEEEEEH MAN
eeeeh he’s not here. Heeeeeee’s in Holly Woo making a film. Eeeeeeh.

LEE B
So who are You?

EEEEEEEEEH MAN
I’m the EEEEEEEEH MAN!

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP

LEE B
well, Eeeh man. Would you say you’re pleased to be on the show tonight?

EEEEEEEEH MAN
eeeeeeeeh yes!

LEE B
And, have you got a straaaaaaaaaange tale to tell us all today?

EEEEEEEEEH MAN
No.

LEE B
Why not?

EEEEEEEEEH MAN
Because I’m the Eeeeeeeh man that’s why. I don’t DO straaaaaaaaaaange tales.

LEE B
What do you do then?

EEEEEEEEH MAN
well I sit around and go “eeeh”

LEE B
I see.

EEEEEEH MAN
No, not C. “E”. EEEEEEEH!

LEE B
Right, and just to confirm, your favourite letter of the alphabet is-

EEEEEEEEEH MAN
F

LEE B
F? Are you sure its not E?

EEEEEEEEEEEEEH MAN
No.

LEE B
No you’re not sure or no its not E?

Pause.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEH MAN
Only joking! It is E! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

LEE B
Oh dear me…

Hopefully Dr. Straaaaaaangeglove will be back with some more of his straaaaaaaange tales. I want to hear more about that toaster story, it sounds really spooky…

And here’s what it sounded like when we made it.

 

Here’s an example of the original version of a script, and then how it sounded when it was produced (you can listen to it at the bottom).

 

HelloOOOOOOO. And welcome to Dr. Straaaaaaaangeglove’s Strange tales from the world of straaaaaaange.

Today I have a strange tale to tell. But before I tell it, I just want to tell you a little something that happened to me.

The other day I got a phone call from my agent, and he was telling me: “Mr Strangeglove, your audience figures are slipping.” To which I replied “That’s no concern of mine. Can’t they go on a diet? And by the way – its DOCTOR Strangeglove. I didn’t go through six years of strange medical school to be called Mr.” And he had no answer to that.

But anyway, I saw his point – he shot me with his harpoon gun. And then, later, when I regained consciousness, I decided to do something about it. So I hit myself on the head with a bat and went back to sleep again. Needless to say, the bat wasn’t very pleased.

Anyway, I thought it would be best if I got a better job. I thought I’d be a banker or a politician, but felt that’d make me too unpopular, so I became a traffic warden instead. I held up the traffic for four hours and then had to put it down again as it was too heavy. I next decided to be a clairvoyant but could see no future in it. That’s when I got my second phone call.

Ever.

Ring Ring…

That’s how it went. “Hello” I said? “Who’s calling please?” The conversation went on for a good fifteen minutes before I realised I hadn’t actually picked up the receiver. My phone is a funny old thing. If you throw sticks for it, it chases after them. It’s a golden receiver. Or at least it would be if it were gold. It’s red, so the joke doesn’t work.

Anyway – my phone call was from Steven Spielsnape – the infamous movie director, and he wanted me to be a star in his latest film. It was a documentary about the night sky.

So anyway – that’s why I can’t hang around long today – I’ve got to dash over to HollyWoo and collect my oscar. After all, its green and grouchy and was thrown in the bin cos nobody wanted it. So – no Strange story for today.

BOOOOOOOO….!

Oh – you want me to tell a strange story? Oh, but I’ve gotta go – (sighs)

Ok. Here’s a straaaaaange story. I call it:

“Spooky Toaster”

Once upon a time there was a haunted toaster! Wooooooo!

And nobody knows what happened. The End.

This has been Straaaaange tales with me, Dr. Straaangeglove.

Till next time…

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

And here’s what it sounded like when we made it.