Hello OTHER right now you were looking at the selection of my photos, hope you liked the eye Candy

Sunday 7 April 2024

Hello OTHER right now you were looking at the selection of my photos, hope you liked the eye Candy

Hello OTHER right now you were looking at the selection of my photos, hope you liked the eye Candy

you may be a hit man coming to kill me

or I just hope you want to type for me

my bucket list wish

Lost a day the WIND Storm kathleen blew

so my head exploded, with Tinnitus, Barometric pressure

if you are a doctor you could examine me

which reminds me of a paragraph from Pucktoon by Spike Milligan

a book I read decades ago

my left shoulder arthritis has kicked off now

but in Pucktoon there was some enjoyable examining

You probably have not even heard of Spike Milligan

ask King Charles III to explain, send him an email

if you are on his true friends email list

I mentioned Benny Hill to a neighbour and he had not heard of him

I mentioned Dick Emery to a shop assistant

and she had not heard of him, both were huge , certainly Benny Hill

Ernie the fastest milkman in the West was an Number One song

by Benny Hill,  see if Utube has the video

U know when you are getting old

U know more dead people than living

Or nobody can reference your comic heroes

And Yes American TeLEGRAPH too much

in their humour, and Laughter tracks are TERRIBLE

If you are a hit man, I'll put my finger in the muzzle 

and lose my finger but you would lose your hand

so don't bother, I'm harmless

this is me from a day ago,  I do need a haircut, my hair grows so much

down my back and chest too, maybe a Vet will be my typist

I look like an silver backed gorillA

yes the corny joke inserted for the Americans

though I did think of Donald Trump just then

I've been enjoying LegalFX or whatever it is called

the UTUBE shows are great

bore my daughters to tears

they are thinking of staging an intervention

to stop me watching Trump news

I just think he'd be good in an Orange Jump suit

and that In  UK he'd be in jail for contempt already

So many Loony Tunes in GOP, a Death Wish for Society

And they believe LIES

God Help Us Literally 

and by the way Fr Choi's sermon from Canada, Toronto where I attend Mass online

his sermon tonight offers hope

Basically he told this story, a Polish priest at a seniors home, did the rounds, then as he left, a young nun appeared and said, give Final Confession to a guy. The guy, did not want to know, and spurned him. The young nun asked again for the priest to offer final confession before death, Again the old guy did not want to go he was on a guilty trip, I'm so bad God would never forgive me. So the old guy explained he was a drunk, and did not close the barrier at a railway to stop traffic and he was drunk. A family in their car crossed as there was no barrier. The family in the car were wiped out. The old railway guy named where it was and when. God wont forgive. The Priest replied as a child my family was wiped out on a railway crossing, I was supposed to be in the car with them. But I was not. So it was the old railway guy whose neglect of duty caused the Priest's family to die years before. The Priest continued, God forgives you, and so do I. The old guy died a few days later. The. priest asked where was the nun who had asked him to hear the confession, But there was no sign of her, in fact they did not have young nuns working there. Later the Priest was visiting somewhere else, and he mentioned the event, and then he saw an image, and he said that's the nun I saw at the old people's home. He recognised her. She had died years ago. 

It was Maria Faustyna Kowalska, OLM, also known as Maria Faustyna Kowalska of the Blessed Sacrament, was a Polish Catholic religious sister and mystic. Wikipedia

Born: 25 August 1905, Głogowiec, Poland

Died: 5 October 1938 (age 33 years), Kraków, Poland

Buried: 7 October 1938, The Congregation of the Sisters of Our Lady of Mercy, Kraków, Poland

Movies: Faustina

Books: Diary: Divine Mercy in My Soul, MORE

Parents: Marianna Kowalska, Stanislaus Kowalski

Canonized: 30 April 2000, St. Peter's Square, Vatican City by Pope John Paul II

SO ALL YOU PEOPLE WHO THINK YOU ARE BEYOND THE PALE, YOU ARE NOT, THERE IS HOPE

 FOR ALL OF US.

Japan, sit under a tree, a cherry blossom tree and read me in JAPANESE

 Japan, sit under a tree, a cherry blossom tree and read me

Face mask required maybe

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The Confidence Booster somebody was just reading this, it made me cry and laugh as my Tinnitus SCREAMS

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Sunday 28 March 2021

The Confidence Booster

 

The Confidence Booster ©

By Michael Casey

 

Sue was a timid girl, she wouldn’t say excuse me to anybody, just mutter silently to herself. So, she’d take forever to get through the queue in the canteen, so she always got the slops. Now Doreen on the counter who doled out the dinners noticed this and felt sorry for her. Poor little white girl so pale, she needed to eat more food and then she could study harder at the school library. So, Doreen decided she’d look after this little chick, it was her duty as a God fearing women, and Pastor John always said we should love one another. So, Doreen smiled to herself, thy Lord’s Will be done, Amen to that. Now how could she help Sue, she was just a dinner lady. Yes, she was just a dinner lady, but she had a voice, and she knew how to use it.

 

You, yes you, I’m looking at you, she sung make way for Sue, or you’ll never know what I’ll do. Now Doreen was in a Pentecostal choir and she knew how to sing, bring her up to the table and I’ll feed her, we ain’t got five loaves and two fishes but some very nice dishes. And on Doreen sung, as Sue passed through the queue, nobody complained, for this was like Adele singing, but obviously better, Doreen was a very big church lady after all. Amen, amen to that. So, Sue got served first, the last shall be first and the first shall be last, Doreen said Amen to that. It became a thing, Doreen big black and very beautiful sung, and Sue skipped through the dinner queue.

Now having a warming dinner in your belly is good if you want to study, and Sue was far happier and her confidence grew. Doreen smiled, she had almost adopted the child, but that was not enough. The school, the Benes School was a place of great learning, but Doreen thought it only right she did a but of social engineering, ok , friend making, any matchmaking they could do for themselves after that. So, Gloria her friend on the cleaning crew went on a mission, scout out a nice boy who’d help Sue with her studying. So obviously Gloria picked the Librarian, because he’d know where all the best books were. Yes, he was a little older, and much taller, but he seemed nice, his bin was never overflowing, and he did say please and thank you  to the Cleaning Crew.  So that was that.

 

Gloria was tasked to get him to the dining hall, and that’s what she did, she said she needed a big strong man to help her carry things. So, Larry the Librarian was roped in, Gloria had lied, being a cleaner for many years meant she was so strong. Besides her man, Manuel was a judo martial arts teacher, so she had plenty of practice at throwing things about, but not many people knew that. Where was I, yes, Larry arrived at the dining hall. Sue was there already. Doreen looked and Gloria looked back, then they started.

 

Hey girl, do you want some of my cherry pie, sung Doreen. Gloria replied, you mean me girl. NO, not you you’ve eaten a pie too many, I mean Sue, my child, come here and have some cherry pie, on sung Doreen. Larry laughed as Doreen and Gloria sung back and forth a tale of pies with cherries on top. Sue noticed his laugh, and his sparkling eyes. Gloria was right, he was the right boy for Sue, and in the future he’d say I do. Doreen sparkled, she sung Amen to that. Larry was lead to the counter by Gloria, a pie thrust in his hand. Was this a High School Musical. No, this was Old Forge and Singing Anvil in England, the Benes schools for higher learning.

 

Gloria and Doreen found a spare pie and shared it, as the canteen audience applauded, the staff were great here, and the teachers weren’t not so bad either. Now I could go on, but Gloria and Doreen have to go to church it is a Sunday after all, Palm Sunday. So prepare we the way of the Lord, and your own confidence will grow.

 

 **** I had a different idea in my head but this one came out. Some of the nicest people I have ever met have been cleaners and crew of all sorts, I've worked strange hours, hence I meet more of them. I know clever people too, before I forget hello to the crews at CPNEC Birmingham, though they will have all moved on, perhaps Vicky is in Hacienda?

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

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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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

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old house where most writing done

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

or am I such a bad memory?

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Amazon for 20 books

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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 ©

By

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