Clear My Diary

Just got an email about a Birthday Party in 6th months time. So I'll have to check my diary to see if I can fit it in. Prince Harry may be coming around to dig my garden, his aunty may bring her horse to help with the roses.

My classmates will all be 60 this year. I hope  I live that long, such is the nature of all my aches and pains I'm not really joking too much. But I need to live long enough to get my pension, and see  my daughters graduate,

I can remember the lad in question saying that my  witty comment was a S**tty comment so Mr. Ely the Gym and Woodwork teacher  hit him with the pump. That was in 1970.

I now qualify as a Writer, after 1,290,000 words or so I stick to that claim, though I am a worn out old fart too. So should I make it till October then I'll wear a Tshirt with my websites on:-

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC

and

https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com

and

https://butcherbakerundertaker.blogspot.co.uk

Just in case the few want to buy my books as Pints will be limited.

Other than that I hope my pains lessen with the warmer weather.

Stay Pure, and remember no Golden Showers, just water. Holy Water.