Seligor's Castle would like to introduce you to Diddily Dee Dot, the bringer of Dreams for all the children in the family, and that is the reason I have called it Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland. Like the castle it will be packed full of everything that children and their families enjoy. Film shows, rhymes, singing, games. everything. xxx Diddilydeedot in Dreamland.
Tuesday, 26 February 2008
The Jungle Book Video
P.S. It's not Tigger, who also managed to slip in there as well.
Sorry not a very colourful blog tonight but I have been doing a lot of repairs, all is well now, except the links page which seems to be causing all my trubles. Still I am here and do go to Diddilydeedot's dreamland and look at the new video's on Jaimie's Jungle.
Sunday, 24 February 2008
More from the hand of Seligor at Diddily dee dot's Dreamland

There were three jovial huntsmen,
A hunting they did go,
They hunted and they hollered,

They gave their horns a blow.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
Then these three jovial huntsmen,
As I have heard them say,
They would go a-hunting
All on a summer's day,

All day they went a hunting,

but nothing they could spy,
but a sparrow in a gum tree,
and this they passed on bye.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
And on their way a hunting,
they took a swig of rum.
The first one drank,
the second one drank,
the third one he drank some.

All the day they went a hunting,
And nothing could they find
But a ship a-sailing with the wind.

and this they passed on bye.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
The first said it was a ship,
The other he said nay;
The third said t'was a summer house

Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
Now all night they hunted,
And nothing could they find
But the moon a-gliding in the wind
And this they passed on by.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.

One said t'was the moon,
The other said nay;
The third said it was just a cheese,
With half of it cut away.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
An Seligor adaption of a very old Folk Song by Diddily
More from the hand of Seligor at Diddily dee dot's Dreamland

There were three jovial huntsmen,
A hunting they did go,
They hunted and they hollered,

They gave their horns a blow.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
Then these three jovial huntsmen,
As I have heard them say,
They would go a-hunting
All on a summer's day,

All day they went a hunting,

but nothing they could spy,
but a sparrow in a gum tree,
and this they passed on bye.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
And on their way a hunting,
they took a swig of rum.
The first one drank,
the second one drank,
the third one he drank some.

All the day they went a hunting,
And nothing could they find
But a ship a-sailing with the wind.

and this they passed on bye.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
The first said it was a ship,
The other he said nay;
The third said t'was a summer house

Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
Now all night they hunted,
And nothing could they find
But the moon a-gliding in the wind
And this they passed on by.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.

One said t'was the moon,
The other said nay;
The third said it was just a cheese,
With half of it cut away.
Well look'e there now, well look'e there.
An Seligor adaption of a very old Folk Song by Diddily
Saturday, 23 February 2008
The Story of the Sunflower


The Legend of the Sunflower
from Cristina and Andreea
(Alexandru Papiu Ilarian Dej )
in Transylvania - Romania
Long ago there was an emperor who had a beautiful daughter.
One day she fell in love with the Sun and went after him until she
arrived at his castle. When the Sun came home in the evening,
he put his golden carriage into the stable and took care of the horses and when he saw the girl he fell in love with her.
They got married, but they couldn't live but in the dark
as who would see the Sun would become a flower.
One night, being very curious how he looked like,
the girl looked at him having a little candle in her
hand and she kissed him. Suddenly the Sun woke up and cursed her,
so the girl changed into a beautiful flower who would
continually turn around after the Sun and that is why people call it Sunflower.
Friday, 22 February 2008
A New Webpage for the Badgers of Fingles Wood. The New School


The Little Ones of Fingles Wood
The older brocks managed to get the two youngsters out of the Sett but unfortunately my

It was very sad and it was decided that they should come over to Fingles Wood to live with our Great Aunt Izzy.
And so Irma and Edna left their sett in Lee Brockhurst and came to live in Fingles Wood. It was now a month since the girls arrived at the caves but already they were preparing for their greatest adventure of their young lives.
And so the story continues into Book Two
Miss Edna & Irma Little School of Excellence
It took the girls a few days to ask around the Fingles Wood if anyone
would be interested in them opening a Nursery School. It was met with
an overwhelming answer "Yes".
It seemed everyone not only wanted a
nursery school but also wanted to help Eddy and Irma to get it started.
Plans were made and it was decided that the large cavern near the
bottom of the rocks; which meant it would be much easier for the
smaller and none climbing creatures to get to the class rooms. It was
soon obvious though that it wasn't all going to come together
overnight, there was a lot of work needed doing; lighting and heating
would be neccesary for the winter, these were the big jobs along with
an extention on the water pipes from up above. But work was soon
underway and it wasn't long before all the big jobs were finished.
Winter was not far away and if possible Eddy wanted the school finished
before the snow came so that it could be opened straight after
Christmas. But before it did open properly Immy wanted to make a
register of all the little ones who would be eligible to go to the
school.
Wednesday, 20 February 2008
I Saw a Ship a Sailing
A-sailing on the sea;
海を航海している
And oh, it was all laden
その積み荷は
With pretty things for thee!
素敵なものばっかり
There were comfits in the cabin, 船室には砂糖衣のお菓子
船倉にはりんご
The sails were made of silk,
帆は絹で
And the masts were made of gold.
帆柱はすべて金
The four and twenty sailors, 24人の水夫が
That stood between the decks,
甲板に整列

それは24匹のハツカネズミ
With chains about their necks.
首に鎖を巻かれてる
The captain was a duck, 船長はアヒル
With a packet on his back;
背中に小包みを背負い
And when the ship began to move,
船が動き始める時には
The captain said, "Quack, Quack!"
クワッ クワッ と鳴いた

This old Nursery Rhyme, I saw a ship a-sailing
, celebrates the fascination of ships coming home from long voyages. A
child's imagination would have been fired with tales of treasure ships
and this rhyme is no doubt the type of treasure ship I child might
dream of! A comfit, from Middle English word confit meaning a
confection of any kind of fruit, root, or seed preserved with sugar and
dried "There were comfits in the cabin" an old equivalent of candy or
sweets.
コンフィッツは果物の細片やクルミなどを芯にした球状の砂糖菓子で、今では古語になっちゃってます。絹の帆と黄金のマストは、魔法の船のお決まりのようなもので、おとぎの船を夢見ているような感じだね。文献初出はハリウェルの童謡集の1846年版。
Tuesday, 19 February 2008
Waltzing Matilda
Waltzing Matilda
Once a jolly swagman camped
beside a billabong
Under the shade of a coolibah tree
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing
Matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And he sang as he sat and waited while his billy boiled
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Down came a jumpbuck to
drink at the billabong
Up jumped the swagman and grabbed him with glee
And he sang as he stowed that jumback in his tuckerbag
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing
Matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
And he sang as he stowed that jumback in his tuckerbag
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Up came the squatter,
mounted on his thoroughbred
Down came the troopers - one, two, three
"Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
You'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me
Waltzing Matilda, waltzing
Matilda
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
"Where's that jolly jumpbuck you've got in your tuckerbag?
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Up jumped the swagman and
sprang into the billabong
"You'll never take me alive!", said he
And his ghost may be heard as you pass beside that billabong
Who'll come a-waltzing Matilda with me?
Waltzing Matilda

Waltzing Matilda is a poem written in the time of the sheep shearer's strike during the depression,
many men were wandering the countryside in search of work.
Australia's most famous poet A. B. (Banjo) Paterson hand wrote a manuscript of the
original Waltzing Matilda written 1895 on a trip to Winton, Queensland. He heard the tune
played by Miss Macpherson of Dagworth Station. He told her that he could
put words to the music which he did for the amusement of the house party. Shortly
afterwards the song was performed in public and it is now known around the world.
Monday, 18 February 2008
Montys Magic Shoppe

Monty Mouse's Magic Shop
Monty is a little mouse,
he lives in Fingles Wood

and stores a lot of food.
He owns a very special shop
Where many spells are cast,
And if you're very,very good
He'll make you one that last's
But do beware when you go inside
That you take along some cheese
or you might come out as something else,
A big fat rat, or a dog with fleas
Saturday, 16 February 2008
The Travels of Sarah Sage
Sage has a secret, everyone thinks that she just stays at home and
looks after her herb garden but what they don't know is that she has a
secret time machine in the attic of her house.
When the
weather is good and the time is right, Sarah pops upstairs to her
attic, puts on the special clothes for the land she hopes to visit and
away she goes.
We are very lucky to have her as a friend though because everytime she goes away, she always manages to bring us a story back.

So settle down with a nice drink of juice and your favourite sweetie bar and let's enjoy Sarah's travels together.
1. Te Kanawa Maori Legend New Zealand.
2. Mahisha Indian Legend India.
3. Piggi Billo Aborigini Legend Australia.
4. Rhyme of a Little Boat/ Barco Chiquito.
5. The Smiling Rabbit Mayan legend Mexico.
Thursday, 14 February 2008
A Farmer Went A Riding
A farmer went trotting upon his grey mare,
bumpety, bumpety, bump!
With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!

Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
The Mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
The mischievous raven, flew laughing away,

Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
And vowed he would get them, the same the next day,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump.
A farmer went trotting upon his grey mare,
bumpety, bumpety, bump!
With his daughter behind him so rosy and fair,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!

Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
The Mare broke her knees, and the farmer his crown,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump!
The mischievous raven, flew laughing away,

Bumpety, bumpety, bump!
And vowed he would get them, the same the next day,
Lumpety, lumpety, lump.
dottido
Tuesday, 12 February 2008
yummy yummy snail sandwiches
SNAIL SANDWICHES
and brown
A filling that you like, jam, cheese spread, meat-paste, fish-paste, sandwich filling even chocolate spread and peanut butter. Yummy, yummy.
Small pieces of carrot and angelica
the crusts off the bread and then spread your chosen filling
so that it covers one side of the slice completely.
Carefully
roll up the bread until you have a log shape, which you
Then the best thing to do is read the following and look at the pictures, of course you could mix and match the bread, white on one side and brown on the other,
you can then slice into pieces about 3cm thick.

Stand the bread rings on their sides with the edge of the bread
just poking out from the bottom, as shown above, you can
then add some small pieces of either carrot or angelica
to make the stalks for the eyes and antenna.

Place the snails on a bed of chopped up lettuce, with some grapes and apples and tomatoes to look like a garden.
Another idea is to buy some of the miniture swiss rolls and do the same with them as a dessert, only stand them on a bed of fresh fruit, apples, pears, grapes etc.
Something else the kids can make for their midnight feast.
YUMMY, YUMMY PANCAKES

1 mug of plain flour
Pinch of salt
2 medium eggs
1 same size mug of milk
Sift the flour and the salt into a large bowl.
Put the milk in a basin and add both eggs, whisk them to bind them together.
Make a hollow
in the centre of the flour and add half the beaten
egg and milk.
Mix well together to form a thick paste, then gradually add the rest of the egg and milk. You will end up with a nice, smooth cream like liquid.
Using a heavy- based shallow frying pan, heat a little oil,
just enough to grease the pan so that the pancake batter doesn't
stick.
The pan should be quite hot before you pour the batter
in.
Pour in enough batter to make a thin film over the base
of the pin, tilting the pan in all directions will help to
get an even thickness.
The underside of the pancake should
be golden brown in less than a minute, you can adjust the
heat to get this just right.
Flip the pancake over using a
spatula or if you're brave toss the pancake in the air by
flicking your wrist as you move the pan
away.
Cook the other
side of the pancake until golden brown.
Pancakes can be served in many different ways, the simplest
way is to turn the pancake out onto a plate with kitchen roll
on that has been sprinkled with sugar. Sprinkle more sugar
and squeeze some lemon juice on the top of the pancake
and either roll or fold.
You can also add a spoonful of jam
before folding.
Thursday, 7 February 2008
Hey Kids do you like the new pictures of Shadwell drawn by my sister Sylvia?

The Hairy Goblin
These series
of stories are dedicated to
"Angus Patrick Scott
Kitson"
who is living out in
Tasmania.
Like Angus, Shadwell is from an Island
which is far away from the mainland.
But how did he
end up in
Perth we shall never know..... or will
we?
were drawn by my sister Sylvia,
don't you think there lovely.
Goblin is the story of a cat and
a hairy
goblin.... or is it?
The Cat is
for real and the Goblin thinks he's for
real.
But is he?
Well let's read on and find out shall
we,
a lovely story for the younger goblin reader.

the Hairy Goblin Series.
This is also dedicated to the young Master Kitson who lives on the other side of the world to Shadwell on a slightly bigger Island called Tasmania.
I hope
you enjoy it, there are a lot more to come I think. Be patient. :)

again is another little story in set in pictures in a video of a little girl called Heidi who
also went away from her home to live with her Grandfather in the
mountains.
So make your self comfortable, with your popcorn and juice and join diddily for a fantastic journey to Switzerland and Heidi and her Grand-Father.