Secret Prayer

Secret Prayer©

by Michael Casey

Sometimes a prayer is a secret that we cannot reveal to the intended recipient, they would not approve of being prayed for, they would not want to receive a pray, they would lose face, they don't want to receive a grace, yet prayer is a grace, from me to you, or rather I ask and you receive, so why do the deceiving?

We are just doing the healing, yes we'll carry on praying and begging for healing, our eyes facing the ceiling.

Sure we'll pray for anybody, and we'll whisper their name, "Hail Mary full of Grace, Our Father who art in Heaven" yes we'll pray this, we'll dust off those rosary beads and beg and pray for all we're worth, please please keep this lady on this earth, don't let her die or her other child will be left all alone, no Lord please I'm begging you now, yes MY prayers are worthless, but there must be somebody who reads this whose prayers are golden, whose love is worthy.

So please please Lord pretend I'm somebody else praying and a begging you to save this life, save this somebody else's wife, save this somebody else's mummy. Please Lord this is all I can pray, let this lady live many many many a day AMEN

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I've had a long pain day today/last night 24 hours worth, but its fading now. I was looking at rightmove.co.uk in the vain hope I'd spot something big  enough for us all and  that all 4 of us and the cat and maybe a future dog would like. Then I spotted one, literally around the corner from the one we should have bought six months ago. 

Only Its double our budget, then I thought if only somebody  prayed for us to win the lottery, or you the readers finally start to buy all my ebooks...  The I remembered this piece I wrote for a really nice lady I met on FB before I left all social media.

I attract too many strange people, I know, have I looked in the mirror. So I found this from 6 years  ago, and as I read it I shed a tear as I remember  that nice lady.

And I remembered just how true the piece was, so say your own secret prayer tonight for all those who really need it. 

Good Morning Vietnam , sorry I mean USA in the voice of Robin Williams

Well I was going to tidy up but for some reason I am getting a pulse of USA readers, the graph looks like inverted ice cream cones spaced out in a line.

the old Arthur came to visit again, 6am before I finally got to sleep, sorry if it bores you  all but sadly its part of my life and it does wear you down physically. Though I could segway into the Four Yorkshiremen sketch from Monty Python. Though frankly they are a bit over rated, only USA fans cling on to the memory. I was in 2nd year at grammar school when they came out, and then coming out meant that literally, none of the gay connections. Our French teacher asked what is all the Woody Business, Monty Python we replied. Monty Who? he asked....

p.s. John Cleese was at Downing Cambridge as was my brother.
Mr Bean went to Queens, Oxford as  did my other brother .
I went to work and became a right pain in the A**&, you are all so cruel.

So 45 years on, is it that long ago when BBC allowed it?

So my span of Comedy goes to then and before thanks to BBC Radio4 repeats of comedy classics, such as Round the Horne, no sexual connotations , ITMA and Just a Minute, 60 years and still going I believe. Camp/Gay humour was invented then, Google Julian and Sandy, the BBC were not quiet up to speed  back then.

So I have all these influences and more, google Goon Show too.

And if you are not bothered you can BLAAA a TAR GAR U BLAA BTOKLU < toou.

And You'll have to go to Heaven and talk to Lenny Bruce for an explanation.

I may tidy up later

Then I talk some more....

I may tidy up later

You can see how a catch phrase is born. Google Bruce Forsythe as well, Sir Bruce in fact.

I may tidy up later

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now go to the Park, Central Park or wherever and read all of my ebooks please

Please Yourselves   google Frankie Howerd and Up Pompeii too, I was doing 1st year Latin when he arrived in that show.                              

I have to , go now, but I'll be back soon, which is a phrase from a folk song, the trouble with Total Recall, for trivia, is that everything is connected by a spiders web of comedy.
Or a ladder in a stocking you'd love to climb....
see, i knew that would grab  your attention, ask Max Miller.

 

Now is the Time the inauguration speech that should have been

Now is the Time ©

By Michael Casey

 

Now is the Time

Now is the Time to set aside our past

Now is the Time to forget who came last

Now is the Time to forget our woes and dance towards our Future

Now is the Time to Remember We are best when we Invest

Now is the Time to Invest in each other sister and brother

Now is the Time for Hope and to get off the ropes

Now is the Time to Forgive one another for we are sister and brother

Now is the Time to Dream our dreams together

Now is the Time to Laugh and Sing and Dance

Now is the Time to Dare to Better than we ever hoped

Now is the Time to Rope a Dope any difficulties and rebuild our cities

Now is the Time to plan the route ahead to be positive and strong

Now is the Time to have Confidence that nothing will go wrong

Now is the Time to reach out to Sister and Brother and our Mothers

Now is the Time for the family that is the United States of America

For WE are family, the red, the white and the blue and stars too

Let us bring our shared Future into view

Let us not allow anything to dampen our Hopes no matter who won our votes

For it is only together that we can once again reach for the stars

Our aspirations show the world who we are

All our hopes and dreams unite this United States of America

Together we will sing together and wing our way back to the stars

Back to the Stars which prove we are one United States of America

Sing America Sing and Fear Not what the Future might bring

For we are family the family United, United States of America

 

 

 

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this is the    inauguration speech that should have been

 

 

 

Hot Start to Easter Holidays

Hot Start to Easter Holidays ©

By Michael Casey

So hot in fact that I just typed the title in and stopped to enjoy the sunshine outside while I sat on the garden wall.  I would have blown some bubbles but my mixture has gone flat and bubbleless. I have found that women’s shampoo makes the best bubbles so tomorrow maybe I’ll  steal some  from the bathroom and make a fresh mixture. Then I can blow bubbles to my heart’s content for Totoro our cat to chase. Speaking of whom, the girls in the house steal my shampoo to wash the cat in, so its balance that I should steal their shampoo so that me and Totoro can have some fun.

Easter is the time for eggs, I always thought the egg represented the stone in front of the tomb, but you need to ask your own priest, or maybe the man in the chocolate shop, Mr Cadbury. My mum used to say if they got an orange at Easter or Christmas they considered themselves lucky. I also seem to remember that she hid things at the back of the pantry.

Tomorrow would have been her Birthday, 97 if she were still alive. So all high days and holidays bring memories of her flooding back. As well as the threat “I’ll give a slap in the puss, or hit you with the wet mop” She never did it I just seem to remember she did say it, even if it was only once, but aimed in my direction, the golden child, ok the family pet.

Easter has lots of Masses and so forth, I never missed all my life, until these past couple of years, Arthritis and post quadruple chest pain is an “excuse” for not attending so often. Though if I offer my pain as prayer, then I think I should be Pope now, or at least a Bishop. It was 6am yesterday/today before I was comfortable enough to sleep, my neighbours think I’m a shift worker judging by the times the light goes on in the kitchen.

Hols are times to avoid doing school work and slinging your school bag to the back of the pantry. Then mum would wonder had Jean our black cat done something at the back of the pantry, and if she had mum would rub her nose in it. Only on this occasion it was just my smelly rugby kit festering for 2 weeks.

Mum had made me a kit bag out of an old pair of bathroom curtains, the curtains may have originally been the cloak that Irish dancers wear when they jig up and down. Recycling at its best, my sisters had been Irish dancers, Ann King was their teacher, so when my sisters stopped the Irish dancing their cloaks became curtains, curtains for the dancing but a new beginning in the bathroom as curtains.

It’s funny what you remember, the man who did the music for the Irish dancing was actually a teacher, he later left teaching to do music full time, he used to live just down the road from where I am now. How you make your daily bread is best if you can enjoy what you are doing, and if it hurts your spirit then change.

A guy I was at grammar school with ended up as an accountant and hated it, I believe he retrained and became a History teacher, if I’m wrong I’m sure he’ll correct me. He remembers me because I made a Whitty Comment, he called it a S**tty  Comment and Mr Ealy the woodwork and PE teacher hit him with the pump for using bad language, about 47 years ago. I’m listening to Bread right now hence the segway into our daily bread.

Easter is food and family, in our case the feeding of the 5,000 all the Caseys and the dog and cat, and at Xmas we fed the lodgers too. I don’t remember feeding lodgers at Easter maybe just a couple of cans of Guinness. What more can I say just enjoy your holidays and time with your kids, soon you will be as old as me, hopefully not as illness prone, and then you’ll see if all the time invested in them is rewarded.

Love and Parentage is all about sacrifice, looking back at the alternative, a life of loneliness and quiet is ok if you like books or records, but the noise and spirit of family cannot be bettered, even if they steal your shampoo to wash the cat in.