Saturday, 15 December 2018
The Last Piece
The Last Piece ©
By
Michael Casey
Well I’ve decided that this will be the last piece in Seventeen Again, which is my 17th book. I cannot shake this flu, so I thought I’d finish off this book at the 80,000 word mark instead of the 100,000.
17
Again as you know is the first track on the Peace album by the
Eurythmics. I bought it in 1999 or so, which means 20 years have passed,
during which time I’ve met and married a Shanghai girl, and had two
bilingual daughters. It also means only Oriental girls attract me, as
I’ve grown used to looking at the wife. So if you want to seduce me
you’ll need to be Oriental to stand a chance, or to be very very funny.
I’m laughing now not at my own conceit, but really you’ve seen my scars
and my photos, who would want me? Nobody.
So
it is amazing when we, any of us find love, as opposed to Christmas
Party sex, and there is a big big difference, and I could tell you loads
of stories, but I won’t to save everybody’s blushes. 17 Again, the
album as held hostage in Shanghai to make sure I’d not forget the love
of my life. It was returned and is in a drawer upstairs, though most of
my CDs I gave to our gay neighbours at the old house. I did download my
1990s collection to the computer and am listening to 17 Again as I talk
to you. Though this year I started listening to online music, so my
musical exposure has increased five fold, most of my CDs I had bought in
the Nineties, before marriage and poverty.
I
do need to listen to more music for another reason too, Tinnitus has
arrived from nowhere like a bastard, at night especially it really is a
form or torture as normal background noise is not there, so the hiss in
your ears is even louder. A bit of nice music, Taylor Swift lessens the
torture, as the radio can have too many adverts, or too many Christmas
songs.
I’m
now in my spot in the new house, it’s far quieter, and it’s like
climbing Mount Everest just popping to the shops, and in cold weather
you can imagine I’m like a heavy breather on one of those stalker
callers. Then I caught the flu, so it’s not an easy beginning. However
the study, ok a pretentious term, is the nicest room, and if anybody is
tired of studying we have a large sofa behind us, ready for resting.
So
just in case I get bored of writing, or I do get seduced on the large
sofa behind me, I’ve decided to package up the latest lot of words. This
is Seventeen Again, it’s the last selection of words from the old house
and a few pieces from the new house. Thereafter everything, bar
seduction on the sofa behind me, will be from me here sat at my desk in
the new house.
I
don’t know how long I’ll last, my heart and arthritis and Ckd and
tinnitus, though I do have a lovely smile and nice teeth, and silvery
soft hair, full of dandruff. I’ve now had 4 years extra time, 50% of
quadruple bypass last 10 years, but the scream level has been high, and
waking every 2 hours in the night, so not getting any REM will in the
end get me. That’s why I smile when I speak or being seduced by an
Oriental, if it killed her then it’ll be the chance she’ll have to take.
Yes, a very old joke, before Snowflakes and PC was invented, and yes
they’ve never heard of irony and pathos either.
I
hope you all enjoy the Lucky Bag of writing that you get most days,
because it does give me a Lift, I can prove to myself that I still have
some value, I can make you all laugh in nearly 40 countries all over the
world. Yes I do think my words could be packaged to help teach English
as a 2nd language and maybe I could make a few quid to help pay off the mortgage or leave to my daughters.
In
the meantime I’ll just load this up to my 17 Again file as the last
piece, and then load it to Amazon so you can buy it, well in my dreams.
Then I may just have a rest on the sofa behind me, and in my dreams I
may have the Last Seduction of the fat silver haired writer in shades
from Birmingham England. Or then again I may just go down the road to
the Korean takeaway, rice with everything…
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