The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker

Saturday 6 April 2024

A quick thanks to PAKISTAN for my new socks that keep me so warm

I need to look after myself, and sat here I get cold easily, so socks were needed

ESO SI QUE ES. s o c k s which was in my Spanish book 50 years ago

a guy didn’t know the words and in the end he got what he wanted, SOCKS

ESO SI QUE ES s o c k s. means That’s it, that’s what he wanted

So you get a story about my socks

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he’s my book The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker

hope you like it

Some of you I taught Esol English to years ago

Forget Me, Remember the English as I said to one Indian student

His sister lives near where I used to live

So hello to him too, and another big hug from me to him

Stay Happy Always

BBU in Indian Hindi Download

so my Students do you recognise me, or still remember me

or am I such a bad memory?

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Friday 5 April 2024

somebody was reading this, it made me laugh so I'm bringing it back

White Water Rafting, thats what Tinnitus is

it never ends and as it peaks for 3 hours when I finally awake

yes as scary as that, but 10 times WORSE

so the embers are with me

and Google on one site fenced the previous post

though the exact same post on 2 sites they left alone

SO THEIR AI IS RUBBISH

or somebody complains for no reason

they have done the same trick a few times in the past

NOW they hide behind a noreply email

Big Brother gone mad

anyway

here's an old story somebody was reading

it made me laugh so here it is again

Hong Kong has leapt up the readers chart

but they won't catch Singapore

though they might overtake USA on some sites

and breath down Singapores neck

which may be a courtship thing

we'll find out out in 9 months time

Can I be a Godfather?

I'm fatter than Brando after all

and my name is Michael

Saturday 4 September 2021

Fr. Dan's Altar Boy 1st half

Father Dan’s Altar Boy ©

Michael Casey

Now if you’ve been on my page before then you’ll know about Fr.Dan, what you cannot remember? Well in Tears for a Butcher which I’ve only produced stray fragments for, he’s in that, and well just go hunt on my Blogger and Wordpress. Are you so lazy, I have to write and wipe your backside for you? Mrs Murphy would hit you with the wet mop, straight out the mob bucket. Just as my own mother, Mrs Casey threatened, I’m laughing now and I’m sure so is she in her position in Heaven making the tea.

So you know Father Dan was the softest of all men, a good priest too, but underneath he was an Iron Fist in a velvet glove, and those drug dealers who nearly killed Big Sid the butcher would be finding out soon. Now find Tears for a Butcher if you want any more. But how did such a Holy Man develop into an Iron Fist. Well it started when his altar boy got thrown off a cliff, as in, a leg and a wing, and a throw, and that was that. He should have died. Stone dead, but his belt got caught on a root and it saved him from death. Though he would have died there, as he was all bust and broken, but a stubborn young priest saved him.

The Altar Boy was a very bad man, a dirty son of a who er, if you know the Irish pronunciation of Whore. He dabbled in everything, just like in that Taiwan film Man in Love, but the altar boy was far far worse. No nice music surrounding him like in that film. So the altar boy got his just rewards, he got chased by other gangsters and they were determined to catch him, kill him. So after a big fight, and it was monumental, 10 to one are bad odds for anybody, knives and guns included. The altar boy was battered until nearly dead, then grabbing his legs and arms and by his belt he was thrown off a cliff. DEAD.

Now where this was I cannot remember though it was in the East, where gambling is king, and that reminds me its 20,000,000 tonight but I’m so full of snot, so shall I tell you this story or waste 2 quid on a ticket. Ok, I’ll carry on, but first I must go to the toilet or do you want me to wet myself? The altar boy did wet himself, when you are shot you pee, go ask a trauma doctor, and if you are a naughty boy just STOP. Become an altar boy, now read on why.

Fr. Dan was big but weedy and scared when he saw what was happening he hid, and so would I, ten men killing one. Fr. Dan was not long out of the seminary which means school for priests if you think its some other meaning. So, he hid under his excuse for a church, battered bits of wood held together by spit and wood, and great singing. Did I tell you he had started a choir? Feeling guilty he went to the edge of a cliff and decided to say the prayers for the dead. He was amazed to see the gangster was not dead, just half dead and bleeding. So he climbed down to see what he could do. Suddenly brave enough to say a prayer for the dying, he been reading The Cardinal recently. The gangsters eyes flickered, soon he’d be dead if he was left there. So Fr. Dan blessed him, then blessed himself, Lord forgive me for being such a coward, he even shed a tear, tear for the dying. So Fr. Dan climbed back up. He’d need a rope and some help, but nobody was there, would you hang around with such violence?

Fr. Dan closed his eyes, and prayed, God will provide, when he opened his eyes a donkey was there, the gun shots had frightened it and it had broken its rope. My own uncle Patrick back in Cromane Lower Kerry, used to have a donkey too, which was a mobile lawn mower for around the house, no I’m not joking, go ask my cousin’s son, Patrick’s grandson. But I’ll get back to the story, so Fr. Dan went over the cliff again, this time attached to the end of the donkey’s rope, he tied it around the gangster’s belt and hauled him up. The cliff was very dangerous, just like at the back of my Aunty Mary’s house in Ballyheigh Kerry, she being Patrick’s sister, and she loved stories too.

So once the gangster was safely on solid ground, Fr. Dan put him over the donkey’s back and carried him away. So, Fr. Dan had saved him, now he had to nurse him, bullet holes and all that. Fr. Dan hid the gangster in the cellar under the church, just where he had him himself. Then looking at an old copy of Readers Digest he took two bullets out, and nursed him. All this was done in secret, or the gangsters “friends” would have come back to kill him, and Fr. Dan too.

Fr. Dan named him Sylvester after Rambo in that film Ciffhanger where he falls off a cliff, he’d seen it on plane on the way to the missions. So, it seemed appropriate, as the gangster did fall off a cliff, or rather was thrown. Now God works in mysterious ways, I speak from Experience.

And Fr. Dan knows it too, as he nursed Sylvester his Faith went into him, and Sylvester’s courage and inner strength went into him. Fr. Dan had a convert on his hands, stuck under a church with only a Bible and Hymn books to read, with Mass and prayers and choir above. Sylvester had been drip fed Faith. Fr. Dan grew stronger, as he had to move Sylvester about and hide him in the cellar for months. Sylvester said he’d repay him he owed him his life. So yes you’ve guessed it, Sylvester taught Fr. Dan how to Fly as Korean martial arts people say.

TO BE CONTINUED

Thursday 4 April 2024

4745

thats the number of pieces on this my main site

Trump continues to alarm

The world is in turmoil

So Pray Hope Don't Worry as Padre Pio used to say

because you can vote to keep Trump and his ilk out

Life is far from Perfect

and nobody actually stops to think

THINKING

yes THINKING

in USA its always Snappy Answers to Stupid Questions

which was a Mad Magazine book I read in the 1960s

Full of cartoons

maybe the only book Trump read in his life as it was

full of cartoons

He could use a Sharpie on it

while somebody else wrote his papers

or is that something somebody said

My Tinnitus would give me world records

I wish it was kidnapped and throw away

Tinnitus does sound like a Gay Roman lover

but its just an annoying terrible noise

that stops you from sleeping or even thinking

And if you don't like the reference to gay roman lover

Then you have zero sense of humour

and should not be reading anything of mine, ever

I'd rather it were Titania and you can make your own

jokes up about that

and if your name is Titania

see humour or lack of it, in seconds

I'm judging you my readers

don't judge you, or you'll have a complex

EXAMPLE

40 years ago Rich's dad died

the lads in the computer room did not know what to say

So I said he looked like one of the Rice Chrispy Kids

Snap Crackle Pop, because Rich was wearing a

neckachief

It broke the ice, and all was well

if you don't understand that

you really are as stupid as Trump

GIVE a HUG

when a hug is needed

don't be too afraid to say anyway

Life must go on

I heard a great story about a funeral

a family we know

The family was on holiday in Spain

a mugger tried to steal a handbag

he got battered badly by the old lady

HE went to hospital

She was arrested and spent a night in Jail

God Rest her Soul

time for dinner now

I am really sorry I cannot write more Story Stories

ABC (c) by Michael Casey

kind of things

But Tinnitus is my curse, and not just once a month

but every single day

so I hope you like what appears

there must be 3,000,000 words

and nobody has read it all

IF you do, then you will know me

and you could come and be my speed typist

it takes an hour to write up to 1000 words in new story

BUT with a speed typist I could maybe dictate one in 15 minutes]

and beat Tinnitus

So do you want me to be a Great Dictator

Charlie Chaplin film, its going to be on tv again soon

I remember it from 40 or 50 years ago

That's all

Pray for my health, I want to avoid Dialysis

me in my doorman coat, with lindyloo the other security person

Wednesday 3 April 2024

nearly 11pm being watching UTUBE legal opinion Podcasts of TRUMP

his 175million has been rejected as the paperwork was not. good enough

its very entertaining

but strange as the Legal Commentator

STOPS

to do adverts half way through his UTUBE

I've been following Trump 8 years

Hopefully He'll go to JAIL

Jack Smith just told the Judge in the Secrets case

or dump everything. everywhere and MOVE them

when. FBI turns up, and try to destory the house CTV

anyway Jack said Judge, you do not know

your arse from your elebow

and will try to get her thrown off the case

he had obeyed her ignorant instructions

the Jury could be told to acquit Trump

and then due to Double jeopardy

Jack Smith could not appeal

AMERICAN LAW IS THE PITS

Trump would be thrown in Jail

straight away for Bad Mouthing any Judge

And still Maga People think he is a Messaih

He never was and isn't and never will be

END

the amount of noise in my head is none stop

and my left shoulder arthritis is terrible too

So if these messages suddenly stop

It's because I'm in hospital

so pray for the writer, me

and yes I need a haircut

anybody want to come. trim me

I did buy a kimono but it was way way too small

maybe the girl in the image above will come and cut my hair and I'll give her the small for me kimono

as I was told no need to return . a kimono for a haircut

lost a few days

the Tinnitus is so loud lately

I cannot sleep

when I finally do, I wake up every 2 hours

finally I've had enough slots of sleep

only the TINNITUS is waiting

to try and kill me

and its so tiring fighting against the noise

not to mention when my arthritis kicks in

and migraines too

I'm falling apart

but though a sinner, I know how to use a Rosary

so all of you of all faiths and none

Pray for Peace

in the world

and in my head

it's like listening to the fires of hell burning

and that's as close as I want to get to it

in the other corner of the room

my small daughter is revising for her 2nd year exams

Anthropology and French with a side bar of Pole Dancing

must be 100s do it on the Unis by her's

its great exercise and confidence builder

Writing stories is all I can do

though the street lamps near our house are all bent

Pink came around with her Bloke and kids

and she gave me a few pointers

but with my weight, the street lights bend

I'm 280 pounds maybe and 5 feet 10, it's my strong legs

I saw a documentary about her tour

I was very impressed by the Family Unit

and how it works

Obviously her shows are off the chart good

She didn't call me a Lost Cause either

And neither are any us

Keep the Faith

or is that some other singer?

preparing to Irish Dance

Monday 1 April 2024

If you can spare a dollar or two, help. the Rosebud Tribe, Thank You

From: The Padre Pio Foundation of America <padrepio@padrepio.com>
Date: Mon, 1 Apr 2024, 22:01
Subject: "I heard you can fix my eyes."
To: <michaelgcasey@gmail.com>

"I heard you can fix my eyes."

Back row: Sonny, team leader Wendy Black-Nasta and Jesse with Vi in front

Michael, are you reading this with glasses? What if you had poor eyesight and no access to eyecare as a child? Imagine never seeing the world around you in focus. Struggling in school and feeling hopeless because you can’t read books or see what the teacher is writing on the board. Would YOUR life have turned out the same?

Here's a story for you:

It was the last day of the first Native Eyes clinic in 2018, when two sisters walked in all alone. The younger, 12-year-old Jesse, bravely stepped forward and said:

“I heard you can fix my eyes.”

She was failing in school and knew her main issue was that she couldn’t see properly. The siblings had a difficult home life and their parents had not registered them for the free eye exams. Jesse realized if she wanted to get help, she would have to go to the eye clinic herself.

The team was deeply touched by Jesse’s initiative and wasted no time in examining Jesse and her big sister, Sonny. As expected, both girls had poor vision.

The first clinic in 2018 focused on adults, but divine intervention dramatically changed the course of the project. When entire families showed up, the doctors also examined the children. What they discovered was almost unbelievable: 94% of all children had terrible astigmatism. It was clear that the Tribe had been afflicted with poor eyesight for generations. How different their lives could have been!

When we found out about this project, we knew that Padre Pio would want to help! In 2019, the PPFOA sent staff member and registered nurse Krissy to travel with the Native Eyes Clinic and see the impact of this project first-hand. When she returned, Krissy (pictured) had tears in her eyes as she shared her experience and how grateful everyone she met was to receive the precious gift of clear vision.

Since then, your support has allowed a large team of optometrists, ophthalmologists and opticians from across America to bring vision care to the Rosebud Tribe for two weeks each year. Thanks to YOU 8,000 children, adults and seniors have already received free eye exams and prescription glasses.

The medical team donates their time and expertise and is able to source free frames and lenses for this life-changing project, but they still need $42,000 worth of essential equipment. This equipment is an investment in the Tribe’s future and will last for years.

This is why they need YOUR help.

Padre Pio told us, “Charity is the measure by which our Lord judges all things.” {First Name} 100% of your gift, no matter the amount, will go towards equipping the traveling clinic and the team with all they need to examine the children and make their corrective glasses. Together, we are not just providing vision care, but changing the children’s future. There are no limits to what these kids will be able to achieve with perfect vision because of your charity and kindness.