How to Visit

Many of my
fans ask me "Steve, how may I visit Shropshire?" while others merely
ask "I want to visit
There is no
easy answer - or at least I haven’t found one - and do bear in mind that I’ve
wanted to visit Shropshire for years and still haven’t managed it, so my
advice isn’t foolproof. Nevertheless I do have some really good pointers.
First of all,
avoid the rip off books such as "How to Visit Shropshire" - A free
guide published by Shropshire County Council -
Far better to
struggle using my methods than to take the so called easy route - don’t fall
for it - as a rule of thumb, if it sounds too good to be true, it
probably is -
for instance,
you may see a bus saying "SHROPSHIRE" on the front and the driver may
only want a small fee for taking you there - but trust me, this is an obvious
con - if it was that easy, everybody would be doing it and I would have
succeeded getting to Shropshire myself by now if all the buses saying
"Shropshire" on the front really were going that way -
I’m proud to
say I’ve never fallen for that old con, not even once and I LIVE there (or at
least I’ve bought a house there which I hope to see one day in the not too
distant future.)
Secondly,
every morning, ask yourself "Do I really want to go to
Thirdly,
every evening before bedtime, ask yourself "Have I already been to
So the key is
PERSISTENCE and COMMITMENT but NOT to the point of obsession - relax - visit
Shanghai, read a book (may I suggest you purchase the unabridged edition of one
of my other books such as HOW MOSES DISCOVERED TREACLE - a most relaxing read)
- In the words of a person I once met who knew someone who visited
Shropshire regularly because his Gran lives there,… all you have to do is "Try
hard - but not too hard". Useful words, John. Hope your Gran is better
now.
Fourthly,
every day, about noon, ask yourself "Where is Shropshire?" and you’ll
feel like you’re almost there - don’t worry if other people seem to get to
Shropshire before you - there will always be competitive people who will enjoy
teasing you with rumours that you can get there on the bus for a quid - don’t
let them get to you - keep looking for the secret Shropshire Tunnel and have
your false papers at the ready just in case the guards are twitchy - there may
not be any guards, there may not even be a secret tunnel but let’s face it,
there must be.
Fifthly,
every day have a bath and dress smartly, just in case you stumble on
Sixthly,
every Sunday complete your journal - a hard backed book entitled "What I
did this week to try to visit Shropshire" - and make sure that each week
you have tried at least twelve new ways to visit Shropshire. If one of
them nearly works, tear out that page and glue it to the TV screen and stare at
it for hours - after all, there may be a better way!
Seventhly -
every day, ask yourself "Have I asked myself everything I need to ask
myself relating to
You need a
GOAL - It is TARGETS such as these that will eventually get you to Shropshire -
Some smart Alec’s suggest that visiting
Eighthly -
every day, show your roll of wall paper to a friend and see what they have to
say. You may not have any friends if your desire to go to Shropshire is so
intense that you dedicate every waking moment to your goal - take time out to
meet new people - some of them may live in
Ninthly - go
to bed regularly - you’ll never get to Shropshire if you’re tired - Even people
who HAVE been to
Tenthly -
invest in making your own maps - don’t rely on others to do this for you - Like
they say, if you want a job doing well, you’ve got to do it yourself!
This is why I generate my own electricity - now I know the voltage won’t
fluctuate. (unless I turn on the kettle and the TV at the same time of course)
- But that’s by the bye.
Yes, I’d definitely
recommend you make your own maps - Sure, you can buy maps cheap enough, many of
them even claiming to pinpoint Shropshire and many fake roads supposedly
leading to it - One map maker even had the audacity to show a railway line - as
if ! -
Remember what
I said at the start - if it sounds too good to be true it most probably is. No
harm in having a look at these "fantasy maps" as I call them, but if
there are no secret tunnels marked, well, then you know you are dealing
with timewasters. (And remember, Nelson had to make his own maps of the
Eleventhly -
ask yourself every day "Am I already in
Twelvethly,
every hour, ask yourself this question and try not to lie - "Do I honestly
believe I will get to
Dear God, I want to visit
Thou must knoweth where it is
I love
Oh please guide me oh Lord Oh please do
And all good people who want to visit
But have difficulty in doing so,
For whatever reason, oh
Let us all find
Then and only then will we love thee for
ever more, we really will
But this is not a threat - merely
symptomatic of our deep desire
To see
That place you so lovingly created one
Saturday afternoon
Secret Tunnel and all
So guide us Lord to find the secret
tunnel
And let our identity papers not be
inspected too closely
By the
Known for their harsh sense of
on-the-spot justice -
Huh! justice! Where the fuck is it
And where the fuck is
Oh just show me the way -
Thank you Lord
Yours sincerely, love and kisses, see
you next Sunday
Amen
You can set
the prayer to music if you wish but I have tried and it doesn’t scan too well
and doesn’t rhyme and is badly constructed and is meaningless to a higher being
who hath no special interest in Shropshire, and after all, God did create the
Universe, so it’s a bit insulting to insinuate you ONLY want to visit
Shropshire - No wonder it hasn’t worked - so personally, I would start again.
Thirteenthly
- Every day, ask yourself "Am I sincere" and if the answer is YES, be
MORE sincere, even if you have to fake it. God won’t know, I promise - I mean,
it wouldn’t be a very nice God if he went round being suspicious of your
motives all the time - pile on the sincerity - cry if you can - this will break
Gods heart and he will consider showing you the entrance to Shropshire - Don’t
be embarrassed having to grovel to God - there’s only him/her/it listening and
he/she/it isn’t laughing or sticking his/her/it’s fingers down his/her/it’s
throat implying you’re making him/her/it want to vomit.
In fact, God
probably doesn’t have fingers, - or, come to think of it maybe He does -
I guess he would need fingers in order to manipulate the huge map of the
universe in order to find Shropshire - Additional evidence that God has fingers
is the fact that a tramp once told me that God has every bus time table
in the world - so if there really was a bus to Shropshire, God would have sent
us a sign but he hasn’t so there isn’t! Get it into your head - there isn’t
a bus to
Fourteenthly
- I cannot emphasise enough that you keep looking for the secret Shropshire
Tunnel and have your false papers ready.
Fifteenthly,
I would like to also emphasise all the previous points again, except the very
last point, which is already a re-emphasis - so please read all of this again,
except for the very last point and, of course, this point or you will be
going around in circles and you will never get to Shropshire, even if there was
a bus there. (which there isn’t)
Good luck in
visiting