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
Seligors Castle brings you a lovely little rhyme by R B Ince, called Lake-Land. Page 22 in Fairy Land
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SELIGOR'S CASTLE.
IN
LAKE-LAND
There's a world I may not enter that I'd like so much to know,
And it's down beneath the lakelet where thhe water lilies grow;
I have seen the trees all golden when the leaves were falling fast,
And their sky like soft blue satin with white clouds a-sailing past.
It lies very still and lonely, and I think they're all asleep,
For they ever come to greet me when I peer at them and peep:
But once when I was gazing a boy looked up at me -
His curly hair was brown like mine, and he laughed so merrily
But he cannot leave his kingdom, underneath the rippling blue -
He can only look and wonder at the world of me and you;
Some day, perhaps, he'll tell me all about that lakeland city
And whether he has toys like mine, and a small cat called kitty.
By R B Ince,
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who also wrote:
The Little Girl on Stilts,
The Moon Boat,
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