Tyson Fury and Me
Tyson Fury and Me.
He is 6feet 9inches and 115kilos
I am 5feet 10 inches & 118kilos
We have nothing in common
But I remain the fat (heavy weight) writer in shades
because I am denser than him
not a lot of people know that, as Michael Caine might say
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Tuesday, 25 February 2020
Saturday, 22 February 2020
The Navvy
The Navvy (c)
By
Michael Casey
Now as Donald Trump flies off to India I was thinking what to talk about today, then as I looked out the window the answer lay there. The Navvy, you see Virgin Media are laying cable everywhere, its suppose to be the fastest and the best, according to the reviews. Sadly out of my price range, but if you are reading this Richard, feel free to give me the whole package for free, and I’ll thank you in pectore if I spelt that right. But obviously that’ll never happen, not unless it’s him in American Samoa who is reading me. Though it’s probably a desk clerk bored with porn who is reading me.
Now a Navvy is a misspelling of Navy, no Donald it is not, word blindness is a bad thing, it slows you down, you get tenses wrong, P for B and so on, and yes I do all that, but maybe it’s because I’m too fast. So let’s hold hands Donald and tip toe through the Tulips, just watch of for Tiny Tim, you know the boy from a Christmas Carol, by Charles Dickens, the British Writer who pees all over Twain, leaving his Mark on him. But enough of the friendly Literary Rivalry. Charles is best period as you say over there, though over here a period is well, a period.
Now as you also know a Navvy was/ is the guy who digs things, not the fab and groovy, hey man what was in this cigarette, or fag as we say over here in England, not that kind of “dig” but the dig as in digging, not to be confused with Mick Diggings who used to live in Cromane Kerry if memory serves. I hope you are keeping notes Donald, didn’t Kim give you a souvenir, no not that Kim of the curves Kim, but the short fat and bad haircut rocket man Kim, before you became BFFs and pen friends. Anyway back to Digging. The Irish and the Chinese made America, and they still look after America. The Irish are the Cops, and the Chinese make everything sold in America, such as the iphone.
The Irish and the Chinese laid America, by which I mean they laid the railroad tracks, any other kind of laying, must be something to do with eggs. One of the streets where I live is named after the chicken farm that used to be there 100 years ago. Yes it’s called Chicken Lickin Street, nowadays we have roads named after the Brewery that used to be there. I used to hop, as I could smell the hops, as I went down the hill, and yes it’s been all down hill since then I can hear you exclaim, you are so cruel, at least Donald make such remarks, maybe because he thinks this is Abbot and Costello, but no it’s Gerald Wiley, go google NSA.
So the Irish Navvy and the Chinese Navvy linked America from coast to coast by building the Railroads. And AMTRAK was born so to speak. I did have an Uncle, no not the man from UNCLE, by my mother’s brother who worked for Amtrak in Boston, his son is a Cop there, he’s Irish or son of Irish, so obviously he’s a Cop. If he were Chinese then he’d be a business man or run a restaurant, or run a factory building iPhones. Though the Chinese connection is this side of the Atlantic via my Shanghai wife. I hope you are keeping up with all this Donald, or we’ll get Kim to spank you with a rolled copy of the failing Washington Post, by Kim I mean the curvy Kim, though I’m sure your BBF would jump at the chance.
As the railroad advanced people died, so they were buried at the rail side, no doubt Mark Twain would comment, and curse Dickens for being on the train behind, touring Dickens was a great big hit back then. Before TED talks were invented, and how did Roosevelt persuade a bear to talk I just do not know, but it ended in a film, but maybe Donald knows more about film than I. He was in Home Alone, after all, well apart from the Canadian version.
Early photos captured the back breaking toil of the Irish and the Chinese, without them Casey Jones would not even have had a job, and no he’s no relative of mine, Casey is my surname, my family name. There is a Genesis song on the We Can’t Dance album about Navvies. And remember too, who dug the Canals in England 100s of years ago, they were the motorways of their time. I’ll pause now for Movelat painkiller gel, which was not invented back then, so no doubt the Chinese massage was the best alternative back then.
Buy shares in Movelat Gel, it works fast and stops me from screaming in pain, I know it’s you the readers who are in the most pain, from listening to me. You are so cruel. I was going to offer you a cup of tea and biscuits, and no that’s not a metaphor, what kind of boy do you think I am? I did give my navvies outside tea and biscuits, and a couple of apples from Portugal too, as they dug the Virgin Media trench, I know how hard they work, my dad used to sweat for 10 to 16 hours, if he got overtime in the steel works, The District Iron and Steel Brasshouse Lane Smethwick. Years later Betty who taught my girls piano revealed she used to teach in the Primary School in the same road. Small world, and obviously you couldn’t put a piano in front of a furnace, that would be ridiculous.
So Navvies come in all shapes and sizes and are ridiculously strong, they have to be, you and me would just drop down dead if we tried to do their job, so when you get the new superduppa Virgin Media, spare a thought for the navvy who brought it to you. So I’m going to finish now as my belly needs feeding, I heard that Trump, it looks overfed already, you are such a card, and I’m not talking about your golf score card. Just spare a thought for the navvy as you ride the rails, without them, you’d be stuck at home with your mother-in-law all. You couldn’t go and visit the ballet, or the bowling alley, and all the other bs there are, so spare a thought and say a prayer for some soul buried there by the tracks. Irish and Chinese we salute you.
Now if you think this piece is too Robin Williams, then really it’s more Robin, Batman’s boyfriend or is it boy and friend, and Williams, Andy Williams, so as I moon over a river, I’ll say a pray too as Internet Mass is next for me.
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morning all 220220 saturday wordpress
Morning all 220220 Saturday
this is one of my chats, you only get stories in the books
so you don’t feel short changed
stories in books, chats stay here
ok.
Now me an my Tinnitus my Roman slave that sleeps with me have stumbled
over Twitter so I’ve sent a bit of advice to our dear leader, Kim, sorry I mean Trump
If you stumble over michaelgcasey2 on twitter then that’s me
I haven’t mastered Twitter on the phone, nor have I mastered Tinnitus my Roman slave
So forgive mistakes on Twitter if you bother to stumble over there
I may just delete the Twitter, if I can work out how to do it on the phone
I would ask Tinnitus but he/she/it just hisses at me, maybe a Payrise needed?
Or just a good flogging, either way HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Tinnitus HiSSSSSSSS
I’m pleased I hit 11 Translations being read in a day yesterday, so you
all are suckers for The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
10 languages groups reading that and 300 and Not Out in Arabic also being read
making 10 languages plus Arabic again for 300 and Not OUT
My daughter’s boyfriend has Arabic as his mother tongue by the way.
So we are a very international Family.
I spotted UAE and Saudi reading recently, as well as other Arab nations, not forgetting
Persian downloads too.
So I hope I don’t “corrupt” you too much.
My story is about a family, the street of shops. And at the end I reveal the Name
of the Steet. That’s why I know it’ll work worldwide, as it is already doing.
I just need the Tsunami to arrive and then The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
will reach the Mass audience levels, to match the already world wide coverage
And I repeat 50% of any profits will go to pain relief, rising to 90% of any profits
that I the Writer get. Once somebody opens that door, or Window as Ang from
Pinsent Masons Print room fame once said to me.
So that’s my dream. And why Pain relief? Well If you’ve followed my writing for a
while you’ll have noticed me boring you about chronic pain.
So obviously I have more experience than James Bond, about pain
So I’ll give back.
At the moment all I can do is carry on writing
But with your help, we can reach for the sky, which was the title of a book
about Douglas Badder, the fighter pilot and amputee in WWII.
Look what he did in his life, so very brave.
Obviously all I do is sit and talk to you all, from the comfort of my chair
But my words do reach out everywhere, to 80 Countries and many many languages
So whomever you are, or hey you over there standing somewhere hot, or cold
Just tell 10 friends, or just your mum if you have no friends
And together we can do something about PAIN
Ok, enough of the High Horse stuff, get off your horse and drink your milk,
as the Joke about John Wayne used to be.
That’s it you may get a story later. The wife will reappear after 6 weeks away
tomorrow, so we have to tidy up, ready for a visitation, as the McNally family
used to say
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Published by michaelgcasey
I've updated this today 21 Feb 2020
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, about 1,570,000 Words worth over 33 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
He'd be nearly 100 now if he is still alive, so say a prayer for him
50 years in love with words, and I still look so dashing.
I've also had an interest in Politics for 50 years
with my dad heckling the tv and Politicians
I almost immediately had a hit, a play called Shoplife was accepted but
not finally
produced by a Theatre
The Kenneth More Theatre, so thank them for sparing you all. This was
back in 1989
I also had other high praise, so I ignore all the nasty negative people
who use too much alliteration
I also ignore those who just cannot write, making money does not mean
you can tell a story
Pick your own famous writer, who you avoid
Today's world has much print, but a page will not refuse ink, as my dad
used to say
I tend to write Comedy as I'd rather make you laugh than cry
I must have written over 2000 short pieces of writing, yes 2000
If you include "chats" 2600 samples, no not smelling like urine, writing
samples
My first book ,a full length comedy/drama is The Butcher The Baker and
The Undertaker
You can read translations of it here on this site
Up to 10 different languages/translations have been read on the same
day
via this site, here on Wordpress
so you have no excuse, find your own language
and read
The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
This proves to me that the humour does travel
I have readers in over 80 countries now
From Nepal to American Samoa and all places North South East and West
Or its just a hit man on the run, or bored Navy Seals
or whatever Unknown Region Means
It may also mean that only non English Speakers like my stuff
I did get 21,000 readers in 3 weeks for the Polish version of In Search
of an Indian Princess
which is basically the final 3 chapters of The Butcher The Baker and The
Undertaker
I also had a low budget film producer take a look at it
Book Publishers have said I've made the commissioning editor laugh
Radio People say they like my style
So close but no cigar is the story of my life, so all you power people,
do something useful
As for my life, I was a computer operator for a market research company
into alcohol sales
I also was a concierge and 10 other roles at Crowne Plaza NEC Birmingham
I even hid a copy of my comic novel "BBU" in the Law Library at Pinsent
Masons, well just for a day
and I was an Esol English teacher in an Islamic school, I knew I could
teach
beside I've had a Shanghai connection for 20 years now, including 2
bilingual daughters
and being a haus frau a long time too, I'm a great dad as I've had more
hands on practice.
I can always make somebody talk or laugh, I am an 18 stone George
Clooney look alike
Laugh or Die so to speak
I believe my short stories could be used to teach English, just package
them up correctly or App them
What else, I was brawn and brains, I used to be as strong as an Ox, now I
just smell like one
We have a cat called Totoro, my daughters wanted a pet I said they could
have a dog if I died , or a cat if I had a heart attack. A few weeks
after that in Jan 2015 I had an Unplanned Quadruple Heart Bypass , it
was supposed to be a triple but it ended up a Quadruple, 33% extra free
so to speak.
I also have arthritis and other hindrances that hobble my body and give
me pain galore.
But my mind is free, though having read my stories you may wish I didn't
bother
But I'll ignore you, and carry on regardless. I do get heckled by my own
Tinnitus these past
18 months, so I have music on all night long to drown it out
That's the end of the tidy version of my life, if you want more come and
buy me a Stella Artois and all will be revealed. Though 12 pints a year
is my ration.
To finish here's the list of my 18 books, so far:-
1.The Butcher The Baker and The Undertaker
2.Shoplife
3.Essays and Plays
4.Blogs 2011
5.300 and Not OUT
6.Shorts 2013
7.More Shorts 2014
8.Quick Stories
9.Still Alive 2015
10.Undiscovered Words 2016
11.Still Smiling 2017
12.Altogether Now
13.New Horizons
14.14 Up
15.15 Down
16.Sweet Sixteen
17. 17 Again
18. 18 New Views
19. The Final Cut of the 19th Hole
https://www.amazon.co.uk/Michael-Casey/e/B00571G0YC to buy ebooks
ok, that's your lot, this reads serious, but generally I refuse to be
serious,
though I do heckle the news for 50 years now
TTFN
Michael Casey
p.s. my email is michaelgcasey@hotmail.com for all praise, I get enough
Junk email already
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Published
Wednesday, 19 February 2020
back to life
back to life
well a very busy few weeks for us here in Birmingham
so I can relax a bit now
Eric Clapton is singing River of Tears
If I knew which saint to pray to in order to get Corrupt Trump removed
then I'd be on my knees
Trump is pardoning all sorts at the moment
Wikileaks says tonight in UK papers that
Trump offered a PARDON if Wikileaks denied Russia DID Help
https://www.theguardian.com/media/2020/feb/19/donald-trump-offered-julian-assange-pardon-russia-hack-wikileaks
Obviously Trump denies everything
We cannot wait for History to Prove Trump a liar
He lies so much, is it 15,000 lies so far?
A USA press place keeps track
Sadly some in USA have the attention span of a goldfish
And that's how Trump gets away with it
It's time to escape the Gold Fish Bowl
And be a Loch Ness monster
Hitler and Mussolini and their ilk won because people
laughed at them at first, and we know where that ended.
Mother Russia lost 40,000,000 souls
So you can understand how and why they behaved the way they did/do
yes 40,000,000 souls
If you studied Russia History for 5 minutes your eyes would be opened
Instead Trump is allowed to rule, because of single issue backers
And does Trump believe in anything?
Just the power of his own makeup covering his conceit and contempt
for EVERYBODY.
God complex gone bad
Where are all those Patriots who left office but do NOTHING
except hawk book deals.
As USA Nobility is destroyed, a few good men, try to sell books
When they should be creating a Tsunami to wash Trump away
Perhaps too much Politics, but I have watched this Blood Sport
for 50 years since I was a kid with my dad, cursing all those
useless people, who never sweated. Dad worked in a steelworks
well a very busy few weeks for us here in Birmingham
so I can relax a bit now
Eric Clapton is singing River of Tears
If I knew which saint to pray to in order to get Corrupt Trump removed
then I'd be on my knees
Trump is pardoning all sorts at the moment
Wikileaks says tonight in UK papers that
Trump offered a PARDON if Wikileaks denied Russia DID Help
https://www.theguardian.com/media/2020/feb/19/donald-trump-offered-julian-assange-pardon-russia-hack-wikileaks
Obviously Trump denies everything
We cannot wait for History to Prove Trump a liar
He lies so much, is it 15,000 lies so far?
A USA press place keeps track
Sadly some in USA have the attention span of a goldfish
And that's how Trump gets away with it
It's time to escape the Gold Fish Bowl
And be a Loch Ness monster
Hitler and Mussolini and their ilk won because people
laughed at them at first, and we know where that ended.
Mother Russia lost 40,000,000 souls
So you can understand how and why they behaved the way they did/do
yes 40,000,000 souls
If you studied Russia History for 5 minutes your eyes would be opened
Instead Trump is allowed to rule, because of single issue backers
And does Trump believe in anything?
Just the power of his own makeup covering his conceit and contempt
for EVERYBODY.
God complex gone bad
Where are all those Patriots who left office but do NOTHING
except hawk book deals.
As USA Nobility is destroyed, a few good men, try to sell books
When they should be creating a Tsunami to wash Trump away
Perhaps too much Politics, but I have watched this Blood Sport
for 50 years since I was a kid with my dad, cursing all those
useless people, who never sweated. Dad worked in a steelworks
Tuesday, 18 February 2020
Weather Vane
Weather
Vane ©
By
Michael
Casey
Now,
Storm Dennis has been a Menace, just like the kids cartoon of the
same name, our 2nd
storm in as many weeks. So after I ventured out past the barricades,
Virgin Media are digging up the pavement outside, I sit here and
think what shall I write about, sorry talk about, today. Then Weather
Vane comes to mind, though I may not actually talk about the weather,
I’ll leave that to pundits, I hope I’ll write something more
interesting and better, though you’ll be the judge, as ever. So
Settle Down Now, as an old comedian used to say, as Eric Clapton
sings for me as I talk to you. Clapton lounge singer, though I did
meet him once, but I’ll save that story.
Clapton
is drowning in a river of tears. We all can when events overwhelm
you, when bureaucrats put paper before people, you’ve all had your
own battles, but what I want to talk about today is how do you
overcome them. Events blow, and we are that battered Weather Vane on
the roof, we spin and shake and may almost be blown away from our
place on the roof, on the committee, in the family, at work or
anywhere, or even amongst safe old fashioned church politics.
So
how do we survive, we may pray, pray like crazy, or just have a good
old session with the local ride, in all senses of the word. Or we
visit Nice Nelly, who is such a good listener, she is blind but she
can see far better than authority. She is also very very fat, and her
dog Dougal too. How do you reward a blind lady? You give her food,
the very best of food, and even arrange for a sighted cleaner to come
twice a week.
Nelly listens, she does not miss a heart beat, her
sightless eyes, and wonderful ears, as good as any dogs, listen and
dissect. She’ll solve your problem, she is patient and kind, and
has all the time in the world. She used to be a Litigator in another
life but a random act of violence took her sight away. But now though
sightless she feels God has given her the chance to do something
useful with her life. She is a listener, and thanks God for the
opportunity to be of use to the world. Before she used to extract
blood from a stone, for profit. But now she extracts Love, Hope and
Charity, and spreads it all around. She is better than any therapist.
We
all have such a person somewhere in our lives, it may be a friend, a
relative, or a random stranger on a bus, paths cross and wisdom is
revealed, and you never meet that stranger again. Was it an Angel, an
angel with a dirty face, a smelly fat silver haired man in shades on
the bus to Birmingham? Was it the man or young girl you thought would
rob you in the dark. But a big smile shone out of the darkness, in
every sense of the word and saved you, saved you from stepping into a
giant puddle, and saved you from your dilemma.
Life
blows us, sometimes there is a gentle breeze on our face on a summer
day, sometimes there is blinding freezing hail cutting our face as we
walk uphill home from work. The weather vane spins, but with hope,
friends and love we get back to our True North. So what I’m trying
to say is that, you’ll be swamped and even almost Water Boarded by
Life, but you can and will survive. You don’t have to be a Hero or
Legend, two very over used and over rated words, no you just soldier
on quietly. Dig out your own Nice Nelly, and cherish her and her dog.
Simple unassuming ordinary or even boring people are the
extraordinary people in this life, and I’ve been very lucky indeed
to meet some in my life.
Let
the wind blow, but know this my mother used to Bless the Wind and
tell it to be calm. Just as some other guy you may have heard of used
to do when he was out fishing with his mates. The storm may batter
the weather vane, but there is only one way up.
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