Seligor's Castle. The home of Seligor, Diddilydeedot, Dodie, and Dr. Do-Diddily and the Dee-Dot's.
Seligor's Castle is where Seligor, Dr. Do-Diddily and the Dee-Dot's,
Diddilydeedot in Dreamland, and Dodie's Dream World all work on their websites.
They are all within the children range, though Dodie's does have a lot more classical stuff on it and the little ones might find it a bit boring.
I have just opened a couple of wee nursery pages though just in case you have one on your knee, :)
Each site has it's own home page and index, and I have been very careful not to repeat to many rhymes etc, though Toby and Tilly are in both the Castle and Dreamland and now Diddilydeedot around the world. I have mad up most of the play lists from YouTube and google. But please always check these as sometimes you get the odd person who thinks its smart to change the content. I have looked through almost 7,000 videos on you tube alone, so you can imagine how many there are.
Many of the stories, myths tales, rhymes come from books well past their hundredth birthday. I have always collected old books and up until recently sold many on Amazon. But now I use all my spare time on the websites and blogging sites.
Then there are songs to sing, many, many new rhymes to learn and pass on to the future generations.
I have been on line over fours year now and also have my Zoomshare, Wordpress, Delicious, Twitter and Facebook. Best wishes xxx Seligor
I have been doing a lot of redecorating on both sites.
The New Duckling
"I want to be new," said the duckling.
"O ho!" said the wise old owl,
While the guinea-hen cluttered off chuckling
To tell all the rest of the fowl.
"I should like a more elegant figure,"
That child of a duck went on."I should like to grow bigger and bigger,
Until I could swallow a swan.
I won't be the slave of a habit,
I won't have these webs on my toes
I want to run round like a rabbit,
A rabbit as red as a rose.
I don't want to waddle like Mother,
Or quack like my silly old Dad.
I want to be utterly other,
And frightfully modern and mad."
"Do you know," said the turkey. "you're quacking!
There's a fox creeping up through the rye;
And, if you're not utterly lacking,
You'll make for that duck pond. Good-bye!"
"I wont," said the duckling. "I'll lift him
A beautiful song, like a sheep,
And when I have - as it were - biffed him,
I'll give him my feathers to keep."
Now the curious end of this fable
- So far as the rest ascertained,
Though they searched from the barn to the stable 
Was that only his feathers remained.
So he wasn't the slave to his habit,
And he didn't have webs on his toes;
And perhaps he runs round like a rabbit,
A rabbit as red as a rose.
Best to be wise than foolish
by Alfred Noyes
Taken from the book The Children's Treasury.
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