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Well I've been to Mass and now I've decided to launch my 14th book 14 Up,  I will be busy, very busy as I am going to be the next Dr Who. Its's a woman the next Dr Who, it's me in drag, so I may not be able to write as much, they have no wifi inside that small spinning box. I hope you enjoy my next 62,300 or so words . My 15th book will be 15 Down. or some similar title.

This is me today after my daily stroll 15th July 2017 4pm ish

Pausing for Thought

Pausing for Thought ©

By

Michael Casey

I’m sat here this Saturday morning with my various aches and pains throbbing, it’s my life, I wish it wasn’t so forgive me for being repetitious, so what shall I talk about today? I paused and looked out the window on this dull and damp Saturday, a lone car passes by, even the cars feel the gloom. So I pause, and then I have an idea, I’ll write about Pause, not paws, though that could be a diversion into cat territory. So off I’ll go and in an hour you’ll al be reading this.

Yes, it really is as simple as that, I think of a theme and away I go. Now this morning I spotted Spain looking at my site, so hola to the, did I tell you about my Barcelon trip in 1999? That was a pause in my life, JG whom I mentioned in an earlier piece had said do some travelling, all I was doing was working and visiting my dad every single day in the old people’s home, so I listened to JG and did a bit of travelling.

A pause or break in your life can give you a better perspective, it can help you see things differently. You are not that gerbil in a cage going around and around to the Kylie song. A pause helps you think, avoid mistakes, like buying a house at the top of a hill when you have a heart condition. Or buying a house near a brothel when you are overly religious, though they say opposites attract.

Whatever you are doing, take a break, pause for thought. Especially if you are planning a wedding, or just coupling without being a couple. Stop and think, no I don’t want to do that, to sign this contract or that contract, to follow the herd and give in to peer pressure. Thinking, pausing is the most important thing you ever do in your life. At a market the guy hands things out and his patter is so good, only a quid for the mystery packet so everybody has one, thinking it has a great bargain inside. If you have any doubts you can have your money back says the man. Nobody does, he will make a killing, but one lone voice in the crowd does ask for his money back. That was my brother, the others, they got ripped off.

More than ever in today’s fast world you have to stop and pray, or have a quiet 17 pints of Stella Artois, whatever is your form of prayer or preferred form of Quiet. Then make a decision, its not a pair of jeans you can send back with the courier, hello to our courier, he’s like Lenny Henry’s brother, warm and funny. But I digress. There are consequences to all our actions, so pause for thought. I won’t bother tidying up, my boyfriend will, in the end he leaves you are moves in with his fellow road sweeper, you didn’t even notice he was really gay. You just loved him because the flat was always tidy, it was like living in a hotel. But now he is gone, he has ran off with a bloke, and your flat is just a tip.

Food is important, I’m enjoying the quality food we switched to at my daughter’s bequest, just a different loaf of bread makes such a difference. By pausing as you shop and buying this instead of that your fatty levels can go down, not mine, you yes you in Spain reading this today. It doesn’t take too much time to look at the traffic light symbols we have on food, and it could save your heart. I speak from experience now.   

If only I had thought is another common expression, results matter  and in today’s world it is Volley and Return, Wimbledon is on hence that expression. But a couple of seconds thought do save the day. When you are a parent, or standing in the foyer of CPNEC you should be looking all around you for danger or for things to do. Being proactive does make a difference, your gerbil or your baby is still alive because you tidied up all those little plastic bags when you came home from that shopping trip.  

If ever you go to Lourdes on pilgrimage as well as the holy stuff there is the cafe life, watch and see the waiters descend like locusts to tidy up, il march bien as the head waiter said to me. They think about keep the pilgrims catered for and how to stop big pauses in trade. Would you go to a cafe that was so messy? So they are highly skilled at making it march bien.

Few of us get miracles in our lives, my dad’s survival over 20 years ago. Me meeting a professional model in Czech Republic in 1998, while I was stopping with a gay doctor, she came to Birmingham and I taught her English for a month, everybody thought it was a miracle. Then the next year I met a Shanghai girl who became my wife. Having 2 daughters, the miracle of life itself.

Some of these things happened because I paused my life, I stopped and had a rest, a break. Now my life is one big pause you could say, punctuated by pain which ebbs and flows. But as I look back at my life, at the pauses intentional and unintentional, I can say I’m happy that its brought me to where I am now. I am the fool on a hill, the undiscovered writer, and it may only be when I pause at my end  that you all pause and discover me. So pause you own lives and discover somebody important, not me, just pause and discover yourselves.    

Celine Dion and Me

I had a tiring day today, and the pain monster came a  calling too. I also had a problem and somebody sent me a reply to the wrong email, so delaying the result days due to their incompetence, its a saga I can do without.

I am so angry about that, especially as I don't have the stamina to waste on people's ineptness.
I worked Front of House for 3 years in a 4 star business hotel. but I'm wasting my energy on lazy people....

Tonight I looking at the papers after I've had a nap and I'm reading about Celine Dion, she is part of my family's story as her song was playing on the radio the night my mother died and the priest came back to the family house. Dad crumpled, he knew mum was really really dead.  I wrote about it in Padre Pio and Me its on the internet. 8 weeks later it was dad's turn to die, but he lived....

Now my 16 year daughter  old hopes to do A levels and ultimately become a Dr, I hope I live long enough to see her graduate, I gave myself 10 years grace after my unplanned quadruple heart bypass 2 years ago. I hope I live much longer but I have warned my 2 daughters to enjoy me while I'm here.

Which brings me to Celine Dion, I know the pain of love she is going through, so I say a little prayer for her and I encourage you all to do the same. She is such a great talent and her heart is broken, but she will honor her love more if she carries on living and singing. She should lift herself up, and by doing so she will lift the rest of us up too.

I doubt if she will see this piece but she will feel the love if all of us up pray for her. We all can do small things in our lives that can touch and help each other. Such as the beggar's God bless to me when I give something to her may be what's keeping  me going. So as a Celine Dion fan, and no I don't dress in drag and sing her songs, but I will if it makes Celine happy and she enjoys life and food again, even if she never performs.

Lets Lift Celine up together,  and any other person in our lives that needs a pray, cos Prayer Works, and if you don't believe me just read Padre Pio and Me.

Ok, Celine if you won't put that dress on then I will, my legs are better than yours anyway,

just Smile,   Michael Casey in Birmingham England

What are you doing man its the middle of the night are you a security guard in Poland?

What are you doing man its the middle of the night are you a security guard in Poland?

I just got up because of the pain so I'm on the computer while the paracetamol kicks in,  only 8 a day or its dangerous remember that!

Anyway Poland is up at 3am or 4am in Poland reading my stuff.

Have you got nothing better to do?

Go back to  bed and your girlfriend.

read this to her and see if she rewards you.

      Michael G Casey email michaelgcasey@hotmail.com  

              You're Never Alone When You Are in Love ©

                               By

      

                         Michael Casey

       Love is being together , Love is a smile , a Look , A Touch

       Or Just A Sigh , Not really knowing why you chose one another .

       Yet Together Till You Die

       

       Love is a Kiss soft and gentle on the cheek which warms your

       heart and makes you glad you chose one another .

       A Kiss can lead to more but I'll leave Passion locked Safely

       behind a bedroom door

       Passion spent you'll not give up each not even for Lent .

       You'll just lie in warm embrace and remember you forgot to say

       grace .

       Whispers and Promises are made , plans for the future and if

      she put her hair this way , Do you think it would suit her ?

      Then giggles and more embraces ,  Till the Night is over and with  

      a dig in the ribs you make him move over .

      Then your oneness complete , you have to put up with his cold feet !

      But when you are apart your hearts are still one ,

     Thought half is  absent you are still one .

      His socks under the bed , and after what you said .

      His  "toys" scattered about ,  and the clout you'll  give  when  he

      returns and the warmth of your body he yearns .

      His cold feet to chill you after he thrills you , are absent yet the

      thought makes you smile , at least you have the comfort for  a while.

      His grins and leers ,  which makes you smile at least  you'll  have

      peace for a while .

      But his heart is still with you , the love is always there - as

      bright as your fair hair .

      Close your eyes and he is still there ,  Remember the embrace as  

      he played his fingers across your face .

      Let your dreams go and remember the whispers in your ear, warm

      kisses on your shoulder before he gets bolder . The warmth of love

      that soars through your blood .

      Dream long , Dream deep , your Man toils while you sleep, though

      you are apart you are still together whatever the weather , for you

      are never apart for he is  locked in your heart .

      Though sometimes he can be trying , there's Never any need of

   

      crying for your love is Undying.

      Always remember he fills your heart even when you are apart

                        End

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 me in Malta April 2013 before all the ill health came calling

The Jigsaw

The Jigsaw ©

By

Michael Casey

Well yesterday I was wondering what to talk about then as I mused while I looked out the window then I thought of my big daughter. She’s been away on NCS or something these past couple of weeks. She did a few days up near the Lake District, basically walking in the rain. Then she came home with a suitcase of smelly washing.

The highpoint was when somebody said they did not like the food, so my daughter said “beggars can’t be choosers”, to which this other 16 year old replied “are you calling me a Beg?” Which is some rough modern slang for something, go ask your own kids. To think I handed our large dictionary to the charity shop yesterday when I could have donated it to this child. VOCABULARY MAKES A DIFFERENCE IN YOUR LIFE, as does common sense.

This week my daughter is at the local university, having a play at being a student, so that in 2 years time when she does go to university she will have a clue what the life is all about. She’s due home in 2 hours, so I have bought Cadbury’s chocolate and glazed do-nuts ready for her return. I have also decided that I’ll buy her a car, provided that she gets into Cambridge University to study Medicine. So all of you out there have 2 years to buy some books, otherwise I’ll just have to die to finance the car promise. Though I could get into medical school before her, as a cadaver, sounds quiet impressive, Michael Casey at Medical School.

What’s all this got to do with Jigsaws? Well a family is a jigsaw, all the parts make the whole, just as the parts of the body make the whole person, the whole person. There is a piece in the Bible about it, concerning unity makes the whole work better, don’t argue with yourself. Go and annoy your local priest if you want the detail. Ditto regarding the family, if smelly grandpa in the corner wasn’t there you’d miss him, though perhaps not the smell. Why do grandpas fart so much or belch so much. If yours does not maybe its a stranger who’s been sitting in your living room all these years. Ask him to show you his ID, you know the one he uses when he goes down the off licence for his Blue Nun.

A family has many part, the sister that does nothing as she is on the phone or WhatsApp whatever that is. The sister that tidies all the time because she joined Green Peace and thinks it’s her duty to corral all plastic into a corner, so Sky can make a film about it. There’s the mum or granny who always bakes, badly, but you never tell her. You just put an extra dollop of butter on her burnt offerings, she must be related to Alfred or something.

There’s dad who’s always hunting for his glasses behind the back of the chair. They were in that nice metal glasses case the dog found when they were on holiday to Abegele. Only the dog thinks the glasses case belongs to him and repeatedly buries it in the sand at the bottom of the garden, Doopy the dog thinks he’s still in Abegele, so he keeps on burying the case and glasses. Luckily dad has a metal detector so he can find his glasses.

These are the pieces of a jigsaw that is a family. But when one part is missing the family does not sit well together, its like the 3 legged coffee table that is propped up by three tins of backed beans. Grandpa fell over the table when he had too much Blue Nun and broke one leg of the table. They should have thrown it out but grandpa cried because it was the first piece of furniture that he and Nana had bought when they married an eternity ago. Now Nana is gone so the rickety table is like her ghost, her remembrance, hence the tins of beans keeping it up.

Once in the snow storm they ran out of food, only Nana fed them, her three tins of baked beans, it also formed smelly central heating too. So none of the family would ever dare throw away that coffee table, it was Nana, a piece of the family jigsaw. You all have your own family dynamic, even its just you and your cat. Without this person or that person, or just the cat the family would be incomplete. We are a mosaic of colours, of experiences each and every one of us, without all the pieces we are incomplete. So remember that next time you trip over the cat, or grandpa lets rip with a bunker busting fart, a family is made up of many many parts.   

These are the readers so far today

Poland
United Kingdom
Ukraine
Belgium
Portugal
Canada
Germany
United States

This mornings snapshot, it changes as the world revolves 

 If you ever saw a map of the old British Empire you may smile, as I see a map of the world every morning when I check in to see where my readers are. I'm like a coffee stain split all over the carpet of the World. So thank you readers and Media folk I hope this makes you realise my stuff, my writing goes down well everywhere. So need I say more?

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Doorman for the Cat called Totoro

I feel as if I'm the doorman for the cat, she always wakes me up and I have to let her in or out.

Its taken a few hours for my body to warm up this morning, as I have had a pain night again, and you'd think after 2.5 years that's your surgery scars would not be as sensitive. But they are.

My Polish  readers seem to like my stuff, not in the 1000s as it was before its nice to have them back. Maybe when schools go back after the Summer holidays then my Polish numbers could return to their peaks.

I still need everybody everywhere to tell the MEDIA in their country that I'm available to be used in their Press and Radio and my rates our reasonable.

I wrote a left of field email today trying to impress somebody, if I'm lucky he may offer me a Tea Boy position, that's what my dad called his last employee many years ago. or  then again...

Stay happy, I have to try and hang out the washing now, this is my life as a hausfrau. But at least I'm still alive.

I do have 2 ideas for today I may set them down later. I also have software to record my stories again, I may start recording them again. Though Martin Jarvis has a much better voice.

WELL I did not write anything yet, but Jigsaw and Green House on a Car are the 2 ideas so I'll throw salt at them, that's  what my mother used to say. throw salt at them and they will keep. I had to update my computer today it took forever 20 gig of tidy up after the updates. Otherwise I'm planning what new bed and mattress I'll get should we decide to buy the house we looked at last weekend. It'll be the bed I die in, hopefully without Sumo my pain and not for a good few years yet (10?) If you read a previous piece you know what I'm talking about,we have a 2nd viewing soon. If our big daughter likes it then the offer will go in. Its by the woods and the foxes could all eat me and our cat.

That's all . Michael