Humour Writing by the fat silver haired writer in shades from Birmingham England read in 162 countries so far
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC https://butcherbakerundertaker.blogspot.com. https://profile.typepad.com/michaelgcasey
something old
only after 6 months did I discover it was 4 grafts, now read on
Six Weeks After a Triple Heart Bypass ©. March 2015
By Michael Casey
It’s a long walk to the bus stop and then off the bus to the inside of the QE Birmingham
1st I had a blood pressure and weight. My scores were “almost perfect” said the nurse
Then I had an Italian nurse do an ECG, he said thin people had heart attacks too.
Then I had an Xray
Then I met Roger the posh gentleman from the hospital, we were in at the same time.
Had to wait until nearly Noon , I arrived at 9.30. I didn’t mind had a good natter with Roger
Then I saw one of the Cardiac team
He said I was doing so well.
He examined my chest and pressed on it.
It will take up to a year to heal total where its tender.
Otherwise I’m doing great.
Do not pick my leg scabs he said.
Then he discharged me, no need to see me anymore.
I told him there would be chocolate in the future.
I have bought a stack of chocolate for the cardiac crew but it’s too heavy to carry,
but they will get it.
I also have to give a stack of chocolate to D5 and all the other folks
that did all the week of tests before my op, at City hospital Birmingham.
So that’s all my news. My sister and the ladies who are as old as my mother would be, maybe 90 year-olds have also been wearing out the Rosary beads, not to mention candles lit and prayers said on 2 or 3 continents. So I thank them all. I’ve also been told that cranberry juice is great, so I’ve been trying that.
All I need now is to win the lottery so we can move house and I get my own bathroom. But that would be too cheeky to ask God for, God is Good, but he is not an estate agent, though there are many mansions in Heaven.
So since then over 8 years now. We Got the cat, Totoro. We got a nice new house
but up the steepest of hills, enough to kill a healthy person. Daughters are even more beautiful and off the chart clever. I did get my own bathroom by my bedroom, but with my
CkD now being so bad, and maybe Dialysis in a few years time, and massive Pain on my left shoulder and Tinnitus like Gone with the Wind in my Head.
I’m alive but in much much pain. So should I complain, or just hope for another miracle
4400 pieces of writing on my Blogger and Translations Galore here on WordPress
Do I have to die before I get any recognition for my Words.
Rewards I never expect any, and you all know my views on what money is for
I still have a dream, a typist and more
But would I ever be Good enough, never
But sometimes God scrapes the very bottom of the barrel
and says you know what
Men are made of clay, maybe with a bit of spit
he’ll do
So as the winds blow, and Global warming can destroy us, if we don’t destroy ourselves
Maybe all there is left is MARY AND HER ROSARY
Six Weeks After a Triple Heart Bypass ©
By Michael Casey
It’s a long walk to the bus stop and then off the bus to the inside of the QE Birmingham
1st I had a blood pressure and weight. My scores were “almost perfect” said the nurse
Then I had an Italian nurse do an ECG, he said thin people had heart attacks too.
Then I had an Xray
Then I met Roger the posh gentleman from the hospital, we were in at the same time.
Had to wait until nearly Noon , I arrived at 9.30. I didn’t mind had a good natter with Roger
Then I saw one of the Cardiac team
He said I was doing so well.
He examined my chest and pressed on it.
It will take up to a year to heal total where its tender.
Otherwise I’m doing great.
Do not pick my leg scabs he said.
Then he discharged me, no need to see me anymore.
I told him there would be chocolate in the future.
I have bought a stack of chocolate for the cardiac crew but it’s too heavy to carry, but they will get it.
I also have to give a stack of chocolate to D5 and all the other folks that did all the week of tests before my op, at City hospital Birmingham.
So that’s all my news. My sister and the ladies who are as old as my mother would be, maybe 90 year-olds have also been wearing out the Rosary beads, not to mention candles lit and prayers said on 2 or 3 continents. So I thank them all. I’ve also been told that cranberry juice is great, so I’ve been trying that.
All I need now is to win the lottery so we can move house and I get my own bathroom. But that would be too cheeky to ask God for, God is Good, but he is not an estate agent, though there are many mansions in Heaven.
So since then over 8 years now. We Got the cat, Totoro. We got a nice new house
but up the steepest of hills, enough to kill a healthy person. Daughters are even more beautiful and off the chart clever. I did get my own bathroom by my bedroom, but with my
CkD now being so bad, and maybe Dialysis in a few years time, and massive Pain on my left shoulder and Tinnitus like Gone with the Wind in my Head.
I’m alive but in much much pain. So should I complain, or just hope for another miracle
4400 pieces of writing on my Blogger and Translations Galore here on WordPress
Do I have to die before I get any recognition for my Words.
Rewards I never expect any, and you all know my views on what money is for
I still have a dream, a typist and more
But would I ever be Good enough, never
But sometimes God scrapes the very bottom of the barrel
and says you know what
Men are made of clay, maybe with a bit of spit
he’ll do
So as the winds blow, and Global warming can destroy us, if we don’t destroy ourselves
Maybe all there is left is MARY AND HER ROSARY
Word Association
Russian Revolution 2023 should start here, there is only one God
Short stories from Birmingham readers in 162 countries so far HEAR ME READ ALOUD 207 stories written & read by me https://profile.typepad.com/michaelgcasey https://michaelgcasey.typepad.com/blog/
Saturday, 15 July 2023
4412 Word Association by Michael Casey
Word Association (c)
by Michael Casey
It’s Saturday 15th July 2023, for all of you keeping notes
I went back to bed as I needed more sleep
Tinnitus tires you out, as you have to fight against it
Sky is playing on the computer, the Classic Rock Band from the 80s
I’m going to finish off GLOW later, I’ve had my dinner and our cat Totoro
is back in as she is a Who ER cat, likes going out all the time
The wind is epic, no sunshine here in Birmingham
Portugal is lovely my smallest got back earlier and went to bed
she was up at 3am while big sister had just gone to bed here in Birmingham
Studying/chilling or whatever
I dug out my Rosary beads from Malta, they are i fact Stations of the Cross
So I’ll get into the groove with them
only I broke them, so I’ve repaired them
No I’m far from holy, but what do you do if Tinnitus keeps you awake?
Now Word Association at the top is the theme which I’ll get around to
Google Ronnie Corbett monologues
So it’s very easy to write, as everything has an association
The thing is how do you stitch them together
Any pile of ingredients are just that Ingredients
Until the cook, the builder, the singer, the carpenter or the teacher
Puts them together
It’s the way I tell them as Frank Carson used to say
Your ingenuity makes all the difference
Just as it’s the staff that makes the Hotel good
and yes I was great, it was the hardest job of my life
But I had FUN
So a singer or a writer puts ideas together
The pencil, I remember using a very sharp craft knife to sharpen mine
at Primary school, I remember Mr Skullian, this is 1967 maybe
So the pencil brings back those memories
Suddenly I discovered I’d have Mr Gallagher in class 4, the next year
that changed my Life, because partly out of Fear I started to read heavily
Radio 4 appeared a couple of years later
Mr Marshall had a motor bike, and fell off once
1968 maybe, I’ve only just remembered that
Our neighbour at the family house he had a bike
And bikers turned up, Hells Angels, a prostitute lived
in a house in between our house and neighbour
Dope floating in the air, old Mrs Patrick’s house
13 motor bikes in a row, they did not stay forever
the neighbour’s son got involved, County Lines
Before the term was invented
Ended up in Winson Green Jail,
was that where one of the Great Train Robbers got out
The Green as the Locals used to call it
Anyway the neighbour caught TB or something
Came around to us to say Goodbye
He died, maybe 40 years ago
One of our old lodger he always talked to them
He had a motorbike in his youth
He was yet another Alcoholic
That’s why as a family we never got into alcohol
Save your money for a deposit on a house
If all your lodgers alcoholic then its a turn off
Some were not, for clarity
Anyway this one Jim C
it was sheet ice on the ground, 1inch/2cm thick
He still went to the pub, with 2 walking sticks
But he got a lift home, squeezed into the motor bike side car
The neighour’s wife always rode in the side car
Jim C died in his room, and we contacted his brother
His brother was a Doctor
These are some of the things I’ve grown up with
Being the 5th of 6th in the family
I was closer to the lodgers and their lives
My brothers were busy studying till 2 am
Oxford and Cambridge has to be won
It is not given away
Now as usual I’m meandering but I hope it’s interesting
So if you think, I’m just a Posh Fat Guy, then that idea is plain BO%$$$
Education is one way out,
and by the way Lord Daniel Moylan was a few doors further up the street
until his Labour Voting dad moved to a nicer and bigger house
But I digress, and yes I really did chase Danny up the road throwing
snow balls at him after Midnight Mass
I’m Michael the least of the Caseys , 5 of 6
I need to finish now as the pain is growing and Hemp needs
to be slapped on my shoulder
If Danny or anybody read The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
my first book he’ll spot some places, I’ve just transposed them
But as I’ve not made any money from the writing
Does that mean I’m a total failure
despite 3,000,000 in words, 20 Books and a ton of Bullet Points
no money
Despite readers in up to 162 countries so far
At Least somebody in Singapore loves my writing
As this past month they have read nearly all of it
Is it my new carer/lover/muse/cleaner speed typist
or just a boring AI
I’ll never know not unless they take me out for dinner
I’m. not quite that fat in reality
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest
No comments:
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)
4412 Word Association by Michael Casey
Word Association (c) by Michael Casey It’s Saturday 15th July 2023, for all of you keeping notes I went back to bed as I needed more s…
- In Russian Putin & Trump’s FutureЯ создаю группу © По Майкл Кейси Папа ругался, с него довольно, эти язычники были именно язычниками. Он просто хотел тихой жизни, наедине …
- Is Twitter worth my SpitIs Twitter worth my spit © By Michael Casey Well I’ve stumbled into Twitter again, only because of Tinnitus my Roman slave who shar…
- DIY haircut. I’m freezing now, I’ll shave later so I look less of a Tramp I am NOT a fake plastic Influencer
Search This Blog
About Me
michaelgcaseyI’ve updated this today 30th May 2023 https://anchor.fm/michael-casey1 IS MY PODCAST 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, 3,000,000 Words worth over 34 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 55 years in love with words, and I still look so dashing. I have a picture in the attic, just like Dorian Gray I’ve also had an interest in Politics for 50 years with my dad heckling the tv and Politicians. I also suffer various illnesses including Tinnitus which is not a Roman lover, just lots of hiss, a whirlwind HORRENDOUS , and CHRONIC PAIN mainly left shoulder Contact michaelgcasey@hotmail.com to talk, but enough of the smart alec RUBBISH .
Michael CASEY is on Amazon Kindle
- ▼ 2023 (299)
- ▼ July (24)
- 4412 Word Association by Michael Casey
- something from the vaults
- Are you sick of my face?
- 4409 Breakaway with Art Garfunkel
- well I hope you are all well
- Singapore still reading I thought you’d be sick of…
- It’s Sold
- Totoro the Timberlake Fan
- morning all 14.50pm really
- Taylor Swift and my high dusting
- changing image plus AUDIO
- Here’s me shopping at the bottom of our hill 8 Jul…
- post 4,400 The Look in The Window Game
- Pink Ears
- doing my head in
- Explaining Laughter
- so Singapore is making a play for Cartoons made fr…
- 4th of July 2023 look
- The True meaning of Christmas, somebody was readin…
- Finally, Grow Up USA, Happy 4th of July
- Singapore you have now tied with UK for reading me…
- ok Singapore you kind of did it
- How Writers Write, but Not Me
- Now is the time, again
- ► June (62)
- ► May (56)
- ► April (33)
- ► March (41)
- ► February (46)
- ► January (37)
- ▼ July (24)
- ► 2022 (530)
- ► 2021 (442)
- ► 2020 (492)
- ► 2019 (489)
- ► 2018 (610)
- ► 2017 (634)
- ► 2016 (223)
- ► 2015 (106)
- ► 2014 (126)
- ► 2013 (119)
- ► 2012 (86)
- ► 2011 (96)
- ► 2010 (92)
- ► 2009 (65)
Michael Casey. Simple theme. Powered by Blogger.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: only a member of this blog may post a comment.