Monday, 31 August 2026

6383. must slap on left shoulder pain killer then I'll be back

6383.  must slap on left shoulder pain killer then I'll be back

computer hung while I was slapping it on

so

now I'm back

stinking of pain killer but pain lessened

this is my life

I tend recently to have a 2 part day

the cat wakes me by digging for victory

so i let her out

then i may come here to my desk and look at the MAPS

i may then write or recite to audio

leave you a piece

then go back to bed

its a very disjointed life

but

sometimes I hit on a great piece of writing

floating by, and that's what you get

a bit like Pooh Sticks

make up your own jokes

so ask yourself

would playing pooh sticks with me

be so attractive your threw sanity and reason away

My balloon feet seem to have faded now

when my head stops simmering I need see doctor

for bloods and pricks

i have to get them organised so they happen 

at same visit

my study is tidier now

student daughter has returned for last 2 years

of her 2nd degree

the 3rd degree is paying for it

best university in the world costs a pretty penny

she is pretty and I have a penny to my name

I just annoyed a neigbour told her to google

Steptoe and Son


YOU CAN ALL ENJOY IT

part of my childhood

Steptoe and Son
1962 ‧ Sitcom ‧ 8 seasons

Sunday, 30 August 2026

I would give you the moon if I could catch it, all I can offer are words Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer from Birmingham England

  I would give you the moon if I could catch it, all I can offer are words


Michael Casey the fat silver haired writer 

from Birmingham England 


Good word shepherd 












nice times and miracles

nice times and miracles

 nice times and miracles

now in The Sound of Music we have favourite things

raindrops and roses

I have the same life view

simple things matter and are overlooked

a conversation at the garden gate

a chat at the bus stop

a bit of banter in the shop

this is me

the sad looney to some

or the pillar of the community

or as in the first paragraph of my first book

The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker

by Michael Casey

YES THAT IS ME

the chattering cement that binds a community

and other metaphors I use

I am a Metaphorical Linguistic Acrobat

after all

I thought he was just a fat old fart

and he is a fart, but he really can write

3.4 million words, and it somebody

counted EVERYTHING EVERTWHERE

chats and bullet points too

FIVE MILLION WORDS POSSIBLY

which is 10,000 pages

SO A TON OF STUFF

you mean he is more than just a fat arse

yep that i s me

and a WORD CAN MEAN ANYTHING

its the context you know

and only a clever girl spots that

so I’m impressed

any road up

the din in my ears from the Tinnitus is rising again

So I’ll be quick

i need get off the hill

and leave Birmingham behind

MY IP is worth a ton

BUT Shoplife is a separate piece of work

So if in a Dream Elton John were to decide

a comedy musical panto was up his

Reginald Rd, then I’d be so happy

and his own two sons would say

Dad is was and always will be

Simply the Best

and not because he dressed as Tina Turner

and did impressions just to amuse us

around the log fire

and Steamy Windows in the garden shed

while telling us to do our homework

Fluba DUB Fluba DUM

Bill and Ben

Flower Pot men

I hope Elton is laughing

I wrote Shoplife in Reginald Rd

where the Totoro sign is on the wall

So full circle

no need to dig up this fossil

Michael Casey a fat silver haired writer from Birmingham England

where it all began. 10 reginald Rd B67

and here the pink house where I’d like to live

with the help of God and two Policemen

i’d need for SHOPLIFE. to be a hit

my IP to sell separately to Japanese maybe

and get some AI shepherd work

I do know two german shephards

a dog and his bitch mother

L

6383. must slap on left shoulder pain killer then I'll be back

6383.  must slap on left shoulder pain killer then I'll be back computer hung while I was slapping it on so now I'm back stinking of...