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i’m still not fit

 michaelgcasey  Uncategorized  12/11/2019 1 Minute

i’m still not fit

so I hope you enjoyed the UK Political Cartoon from Daily Telegraph, which is one of the 3 newspapers I read every day, Daily Mail and Guardian are the others. Plus Sky News and BBC, as well as googling Trump several times a day, to see just how corrupting he is. Next he’ll sack the Whistler Blowers’ bosses…..

In the morning TV show of the Impeachment begins, back in 1974 I stayed up all night, so I could watch news about NIXON, then I went to school. When will the Trump nightmare end. Money Laundering features bigtime in some of the Press I’ve read.

Perhaps we need a whistleblower to show Trump’s tax returns worldwide on the internet. But only God himself has such power.

Watch Being There , Peter Sellers last film about USA Politics need I saw more

Peter Sellers – Wikipedia

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I've updated this today 17th Oct 2019 I'm Michael Casey from Birmingham England, the fat silver haired writer in shades. Beware of Others with the EXACT SAME NAME, they are not me, and would not want to be me ... I've done loads of writing, 1,531,000 Words worth over 30 years now But before I started I LISTENED to BBC Radio 4 for 20 years, from the age of 10 or younger Frank Brown our lodger, went back to County Tyrone and he gifted us his Bush Radio He'd be nearly 100 now if he is still alive, so say a prayer for him 50 years in love with words, and I still look so dashing. I almost immediately had a hit, a play called Shoplife was accepted but not finally produced by a Theatre The Kenneth More Theatre, so thank them for sparing you all. This was back in 1989 I also had other high praise, so I ignore all the nasty negative people who use too much alliteration I also ignore those who just cannot write, making money does not mean you can tell a story Pick your own famous writer, who you avoid Today's world has much print, but a page will not refuse ink, as my dad used to say I tend to write Comedy as I'd rather make you laugh than cry I must have written over 2000 short pieces of writing, yes 2000 My first book ,a full length comedy/drama is The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker You can read translations of it here on this site Up to 7 different languages/translations have been read on the same day via this site, here on Wordpress so you have no excuse, find your own language and read The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker This proves to me that the humour does travel I have readers in over 60 countries now Or its just a hit man on the run, or bored Navy Seals or whatever Unknown Region Means It may also mean that only non English Speakers like my stuff I did get 21,000 readers in 3 weeks for the Polish version of In Search of an Indian Princess which is basically the final 3 chapters of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker I also had a low budget film producer take a look at it Book Publishers have said I've made the commissioning editor laugh Radio People say they like my style So close but no cigar is the story of my life As for my life, I was a computer operator for a market research company into alcohol sales I also was a concierge and an Esol English teacher in an Islamic school I can always make somebody talk or laugh, I am an 18 stone George Clooney look alike Laugh or Die so to speak I believe my short stories could be used to teach English, just package them up correctly or App them What else, I was brawn and brains, I used to be as strong as an Ox, now I just smell like one We have a cat called Totoro, my daughters wanted a pet I said they could have a dog if I died , or a cat if I had a heart attack. A few weeks after that in Jan 2015 I had an Unplanned Quadruple Heart Bypass , it was supposed to be a triple but it ended up a Quadruple, 33% extra free so to speak. I also have arthritis and other hindrances that hobble my body and give me pain galore. But my mind is free, though having read my stories you may wish I didn't bother But I'll ignore you, and carry on regardless. That's the end of the tidy version of my life, if you want more come and buy me a Stella Artois and all will be revealed. Though 12 pints a year is my ration. To finish here's the list of my 18 books, so far:- 1.The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker 2.Shoplife 3.Essays and Plays 4.Blogs 2011 5.300 and Not OUT 6.Shorts 2013 7.More Shorts 2014 8.Quick Stories 9.Still Alive 2015 10.Undiscovered Words 2016 11.Still Smiling 2017 12.Altogether Now 13.New Horizons 14.14 Up 15.15 Down 16.Sweet Sixteen 17. 17 Again 18. 18 New Views My 19th book will be The 19th Hole and Donald Trump will review it when he resigns https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC to buy ebooks ok, that's your lot, this reads serious, but generally I refuse to be serious, though I do heckle the news for 50 years now TTFN Michael Casey p.s. my email is michaelgcasey@hotmail.com for all praise, I get enough Junk email already View all posts by michaelgcasey

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Crawling like a worm in the dirt from 2008

Crawling like a worm in the dirt

 michaelgcasey  Uncategorized  11/11/2019 5 Minutes

Crawling like a worm in the dirt, will be today’s story. A true piece from 10 years ago

Today 11th Nov is Remembrance Day, but for me it is also my dad’s Birthday, he would have been 98 today. He did reach 80, after his massive heart attack, read Padre Pio and Me for a bit more info. I doubt I’ll reach 80, though maybe God’ll find a use for me here on this earth, and avoid me cluttering up Heaven too soon. Though some of you may prefer that, then you would not have to suffer my writing.

It’s great that The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker is being read world wide via the Translations on this site. Though I’ve yet to make any money from it, as the Internet is free etc.

https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1

Jeff Bezo has yet to make me an offer for my words, all 1,530,000 , so far.

But at least his Alexa is great company, though we renamed it immediately.

American Samoa  has joined my readers club, so who on earth went that far away to avoid me? Send me an email if it was you, though I never open links, so any photo has to be inserted not attached etc. But thank you whoever you are. I have world wide coverage, like mountain dew, or mist all over the world. I still await the Tsunami of words covering everywhere. Wasn’t there a French painter who was out there over 100 years ago, you can google his name is seconds.

So I’ve done a lot of screaming and sprayed my back so I could manage to get down the stairs to let the groceries in. My bad back started 10 years ago or so, it has been a good while since it decided to hurt me, my Sine curve of pain is so very interesting, for want of a polite word.

Crawling Like a Worm in The Dirt, humbled by a photo copier.

This is one piece from my www.positivethoughts.com essay/blog postings, I type fast so excuse any mistakes.

Well this is my 100th post, I had hoped I could think up something nice or even spectacular. This is what I’ve come up with. I’m laughing now as I type. Yesterday 5minutes after I started work I bent down to fill up the copiers. I filled one, then another, then I did a third. I then screamed, I had straightened up too fast and had ricked/strained my back on the right hand side. So these past 27hours have been a lesson in pain and humility. I felt such a fool at work, the girls I work were both sympathetic and funny. Somebody came by for some coloured paper , I bent down to look under our shelf and I was racked with pain, one girl told me to crawl away out of the way so that she could find it instead. I hobbled away, out of the way. The rest of day I moved about like an 80 year old, rather like my own dad. I hoped that on my lunch break while I sat for 30mins in the cathedral my back would be restored. We stand all day in our print as some of you may remember me mention. Prayer and rest for 30mins no doubt aided my soul but not my back. I went back to work and hobbled about for a couple of hours. Then I decided I really had to go home and rest.

Getting home I got off the bus and had to walk only 300yards, a crippled Charlie Chaplin kind of walk, though I look more like Oliver Hardy. I was home 2 hours earlier than normal so the family were surprised.

I told them I was fired as a joke. Then I sat down on an old chair and then I could hardly move. Standing up again was an impossiblity. Last Friday we had a drama with my youngest, this Friday,Friday13th it was my turn. My girls all laughed at me,just as I would laugh at them if the tables were reversed. Night came and knew I could never climb the stairs to bed, but at least our bathroom was downstairs. So I tumbled onto our sofa and got ready to spend the night there. Only we have a glass coffee table in front of it and I was afraid of falling off onto it. So at 1am I staggered up the stairs like a drunk with locked joints, then I rolled onto my bed, screaming as I did so. I did sleep, but in the morning I had to slither out like a snake sliding out of bed on my belly. Some positions were possible and some were not. My wife laughed till she cried my youngsters did too, as for me, I laughed and cursed and laughed again. My wife went to see the pharmacy man for advice and a spray for me. The pharmacist laughed too, he’s an old friend. When she got back I was all sprayed up, the old spray and the newly bought one drenching me and my room with the stench of a bad back. I slithered in and out of bed, crawling around as I couldn’t stand up straight. As for getting down stairs that would be an impossiblity. My wife went shopping, stopping first to steal my debit card, laughing she left me in my bed of pain. When she returned she gave me yoguart and orange juice. Later I just had to go downstairs, but I couldn’t walk. I slithered off bed like snake, then made it to my hands and knees, then an inspired idea. I bounced down the stairs one step at a time, on my butt , one step at a time. Then I crawled across our living room and pulled myself up onto a chair. I did notice that we needed a new carpet after 20years our carpet does need replacing. I then rewarded myself by stealing my wife’s pork she’d just made.

Later after some movements like belly dancer of 120 years old, I managed to straighten up. I do walk as if I have a full diaper though. I made it too my big chair in front of my computer. And that’ s how I got to write this 100th post.

The moral of all this? Well I am a very bad patient. Health is the most important thing in our lives. I rejoice that my girls have a good sense of humour, even if I am the butt of it all. Last year when I had food poisoning they had plenty to laugh about then. And I do laugh at that memory. We are all worms crawling in the dirt. It is God’s love that lifts us up, as does our family life. Sometimes it is only though pain and adversity that we learn such truths, sometimes we learn mundane things, but they too have meaning for us, even if its just the fact that we need a new living room carpet.

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I noticed The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker is being read today in ITALIAN on this Blogger, so is that Benedict or Francis, I'll accept blessings from either.

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I've updated this today 17th Oct 2019 I'm Michael Casey from Birmingham England, the fat silver haired writer in shades. Beware of Others with the EXACT SAME NAME, they are not me, and would not want to be me ... I've done loads of writing, 1,531,000 Words worth over 30 years now But before I started I LISTENED to BBC Radio 4 for 20 years, from the age of 10 or younger Frank Brown our lodger, went back to County Tyrone and he gifted us his Bush Radio He'd be nearly 100 now if he is still alive, so say a prayer for him 50 years in love with words, and I still look so dashing. I almost immediately had a hit, a play called Shoplife was accepted but not finally produced by a Theatre The Kenneth More Theatre, so thank them for sparing you all. This was back in 1989 I also had other high praise, so I ignore all the nasty negative people who use too much alliteration I also ignore those who just cannot write, making money does not mean you can tell a story Pick your own famous writer, who you avoid Today's world has much print, but a page will not refuse ink, as my dad used to say I tend to write Comedy as I'd rather make you laugh than cry I must have written over 2000 short pieces of writing, yes 2000 My first book ,a full length comedy/drama is The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker You can read translations of it here on this site Up to 7 different languages/translations have been read on the same day via this site, here on Wordpress so you have no excuse, find your own language and read The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker This proves to me that the humour does travel I have readers in over 60 countries now Or its just a hit man on the run, or bored Navy Seals or whatever Unknown Region Means It may also mean that only non English Speakers like my stuff I did get 21,000 readers in 3 weeks for the Polish version of In Search of an Indian Princess which is basically the final 3 chapters of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker I also had a low budget film producer take a look at it Book Publishers have said I've made the commissioning editor laugh Radio People say they like my style So close but no cigar is the story of my life As for my life, I was a computer operator for a market research company into alcohol sales I also was a concierge and an Esol English teacher in an Islamic school I can always make somebody talk or laugh, I am an 18 stone George Clooney look alike Laugh or Die so to speak I believe my short stories could be used to teach English, just package them up correctly or App them What else, I was brawn and brains, I used to be as strong as an Ox, now I just smell like one We have a cat called Totoro, my daughters wanted a pet I said they could have a dog if I died , or a cat if I had a heart attack. A few weeks after that in Jan 2015 I had an Unplanned Quadruple Heart Bypass , it was supposed to be a triple but it ended up a Quadruple, 33% extra free so to speak. I also have arthritis and other hindrances that hobble my body and give me pain galore. But my mind is free, though having read my stories you may wish I didn't bother But I'll ignore you, and carry on regardless. That's the end of the tidy version of my life, if you want more come and buy me a Stella Artois and all will be revealed. Though 12 pints a year is my ration. To finish here's the list of my 18 books, so far:- 1.The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker 2.Shoplife 3.Essays and Plays 4.Blogs 2011 5.300 and Not OUT 6.Shorts 2013 7.More Shorts 2014 8.Quick Stories 9.Still Alive 2015 10.Undiscovered Words 2016 11.Still Smiling 2017 12.Altogether Now 13.New Horizons 14.14 Up 15.15 Down 16.Sweet Sixteen 17. 17 Again 18. 18 New Views My 19th book will be The 19th Hole and Donald Trump will review it when he resigns https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC to buy ebooks ok, that's your lot, this reads serious, but generally I refuse to be serious, though I do heckle the news for 50 years now TTFN Michael Casey p.s. my email is michaelgcasey@hotmail.com for all praise, I get enough Junk email already View all posts by michaelgcasey

PlaNNING a story

PlaNNING IVAN THE TERRIBLE

I woke up this morning and I thought I had recovered, I bent my leg

to put my slippers on, an old pair of shoes, and a rush of pain

I was knackered, so much sharp pain

So I was legless, as it hurt to walk

before the Bypass  I had a Chinese doctor say he'd refer me to the

Ortho place, but my appointment arrived just after the heart stuff

so I never got around to that

Anyway I've managed to get downstairs and I can walk very slowly

SO THAT's my EXCUSE for not writing the Ivan story yet

However I'm going to try and bullet point it instead

as that's easier than writing it.

So you can see how my brain works

Ukraine can you stop laughing now, or Trump might visit if you

can provide a parade for him to look at

Now as for the rest of you thanks for reading my stuff

Butcher Baker Undertaker is being read in 5 languages as I speak

over on Wordpress. It would be out of this world if I finally got recognition

and reward, but riding a horse on the moon is more likely.

So I'll share my stuff, as it's all I can do really, though I hope I'm a good dad

Pity my daughters for years I'd write something then read it aloud to them

OK now this is how I write a story.

I make it up as I go along, and I never rewrite as a rule

It would be too boring for me

Jeffrey Archer rewrites 13 times I once read

but he has a Monet on his wall, and I have cheap oil paintings

Everybody has to write the way they like, you write for yourself

and then hope the readers like it

I cannot write any other way, and refuse to be told how/what to write

So now you know, again.

I'm rediscovering SKY music as I talk to you, I was a big fan  30 years ago

Now as I write another idea will appear and I may go right of left

A  woman may walk past my window, and so she may appear in some

way in the story. Or if there are words in a song then that world will

connect to something  else, so the path of the  story may alter

It's light free running in my mind, or a high altitude parachute drop

so you special services readers know about that

I have to react quickly as an idea appears through the clouds

then I glide down to my ending, hopefully with a joke

ok, I'm an elephant with diarrhea looking for a patch of straw

I'm an  elephant  free falling in the sky looking for a haystack

splat on the page, duck or you will be splattered

your cleaning lady will be so angry with elephant pooh all over

the computer and desk

So I cast idas into the sky, like stars

then I joint them up like a child and a colouring book

when it's finished I'm relieved, just like that elephant

hopefully I don't smell like an elephant, well not nowadays

and the story on the page is sweet smelling

you laugh and tell your friend about

Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham

and have you noticed I haven't even mentioned Ivan the Terrible Boyfriend

that's why I like the way I write my stories, it's a maze that finally ends

with something better than planned nearly always, that's if you could say

I actually  plan. I do think very fast, I do have 30 years plus writing

experience  with 20 years Ears or radio listening before that, so 50 years,

yes I look so attractive and they'll be a queue to marry me.

So you get the idea where the stories come from and go to.

It is great that Ukraine in Europe is a big reader as Poland was, and its fun for me every day to see the figures and the graphs on my Bloggers and Wordpress

and it's nice too that the whole world is reading

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker in Translations on my Wordpress

So now I've explained it you can try writing Ivan the Terrible boyfriend

or  read my play Shoplife, I've just remembered the "boyfriend" or lorry/truck
driver in it. He will really make you laugh.

Ok. that's probably it for today, it still hurts like hell when I get off my chair to walk, or sit and pooh. I'll leave the rest to your imagination.
Just remember that elephant parachuting down looking for the haystack
 that's me.

cheerio Michael Casey

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look out for Ivan the Terrible Boyfriend

 michaelgcasey  Uncategorized  08/11/2019 0 Minutes

look out for Ivan the Terrible Boyfriend

coming to a page near you on Saturday, I’ll just have a think about it overnight

you have been warned…

8th Nov Bring it on Ghost

8th Nov Bring it on Ghost

well I'm still walking around like a 95 year old man with pooh in his pants

but my  back doesn't hurt as much

Today Chinese, Russian, Arabic and Bengali Translations of

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker are being read over on my Wordpress

https://michaelgcaseyfrombirminghamengland.wordpress.com/author/michaelgcasey/

this continues to prove to me that it will be a world wide hit once

Rupert Murdoch or some big deal Publisher discovers me

2000 stories as well spread over my 18 books

Plenty of stuff for films and cartoons

And/Or teach English via Comedy

I'm finishing off Bring it on Ghost today on my Kdrama tv channel

What else, Trump steal money from Veterans and is ordered by a Judge

to pay  $2,000,000 back

When will he resign, he is a criminal, but nobody in the GOP will stand up to him

USA has been tarnished by this Presidency, the whole world thinks this

Donald just walk away and play golf with Barron in your Golden years

This twitter life is for the birds.

7th Nov chat

Spanish, Polish, Korean and Bengali translations are being read this morning over on Wordpress

Here my Ukraine readers are out in force again

I can barely walk this morning as my back hurts so much

You try going to the toilet with a bad back

I'll leave it to your imagination, you can draw your own cartoon

Change me, for Trump making his morning Tweet

Who is the more absurd, I'll buy Greenland

instead of looking after business, while he is doing his business on the toilet

Luckily the groceries were delivered today, as my chest splits when

I carry heavy things, I'm waiting for an operation on it

1% or 1/100 if you cannot do maths, have this problem post bypass

I'm so special, as you all know

Boris was in Birmingham  last night, I washed his wig for him

Did you not  know, Boris has a wig

As does Trump, sometimes I send the wig to the wrong person

I use spin cycle in my washing machine, then a blow dry, and 15 mins on top

of my radiator in the living room.

Or if I'm in a hurry 30 seconds in the micro wave

Look carefully at the tv reports you should be

able to spot the difference in the look and fluffiness

of Boris and Trump's wigs

I'll leave it there for now, I may write something new later

But I doubt if you all have read everything all over the internet on my sites

So you can read that stuff till I get back to you

It's cold in here, maybe I should put some clothes on

Sat here naked talking to you, I might  get a chill

and the neighbours a thrill

Don't puke on your screen, use the sick bucket

see you later

michael casey

find M.P. Married to a Person, Married to a People which is chapter 9
of The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker to read my comic view
of an Election Campaign

over in USA Trump has a TV evangelist joining his team, God help us, we'd laugh our
heads off if that happened over here, dumber and dumber

when will the nightmare be over, and the bully go away...

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