Boy Benny and the Clock, tick-tock tick-tock here he is Boy Benny and the Clock.

BOY BENNY AND THE CLOCK

Boy Benny was left all alone, for mother was doing her work.
She had given Boy Benny his toys and his books to play with in his playroom.
But Benny grew tired of playing and wished he had someone to talk to.
"Oh dear!" he cried, "I do wish Mother would come. I'm tired of being alone with no one
to speak to me."
Just then the clock on the shelf struck the hour. Boy Benny looked up.
The clock was ticking the time away.
"I believe you could talk if you tried," he said to the clock.
"Of course I could," ticked the clock in a clear, sweet voice.
"Oh can you really talk?" cried Boy Benny, as he skipped over to the clock and put his
hands out to it.
"Yes, Boy Benny, I have often wanted to talk to you, but I did not know if you would like it."
"Yes, yes," cried Benny. "Of course I like it. Please do go on talking."
"Well little boy, do you see that although I am only a clock - I have a face?"
Boy Benny was just going to say, oh yes, but your face is flat and round - not a real
face, but he just stopped himself in time, for fear the clock might think him rude.
So the clock went on, "Yes, and do you see that I have hands as well?"
"Yes, yes, a face and hands, just as I have," cried Boy Benny, jumping and dancing about.
"But look," went on the clock, "My hands are not both the same size.
One is long and the other is short. The long one is much bigger than the short one."
"My hands are alike," said Boy Benny, "Why are your hands not the same?"

Just a little reminder of what you will need to do to keep our birds and little animals safe while the snow and frost is heavy on the ground

Melting Ice

A little poem to read now you have met Misti and Gely, just a little reminder, that when the Winter does arrive, we must all take care to look after the wild life during this harshness of this Season.


When Jack first hangs his icicles upon the leafless trees,
and out of mischief causes all the water pipes to freeze.

When old Dame Carey plucks her chicks up in the clouds, and lo!
The feathers flying down to earth, are changed to flakes of snow;

When everybody's nose and ears are of a scarlet hue,
Robin in Winter and everybody's toes are cold and fingertips are blue.

When everybody gathers round the ever welcome fire,
and everyone want's to stay inside, for that is their desire.

When fields and hedges in the sun are glittering with frost
In fact, to put your finger on it, the winters come at last.

For inside all is snug and warm, but outside all is cold,
and starving birds and creatures small become a little bold.

Please don't forget to scatter crumbs, and peanuts, fruit and bread
For all will need a little help, to keep colds from their head.

Less than a Month to St. Valentines Day, wonderful things to make at Diddily's Dreamland

THE CRAFTY CARTOON SHOW
SOMETIMES A CRAFT ..... SOMETIMES A CARTOON TAKE YOUR PICK.
IT WILL SOON BE VALENTINES DAY,
COME AND SEE WHAT IS ON OFFER IN DREAMLAND.

Lovely story from the Channel Isle, discovered through the wonderful Google

THE CHANNEL ISLANDS.
ALDERNEY - GUERNSEY - HERM - JERSEY - SARK

HOW WONDERFUL THAT TODAY I SHOULD TURN ON MY COMPUTER TO FIND THERE IS AN ADVERT FOR A NEW BOOK CONCERNING, ALDERNEY, HERM AND GUERNSEY;

RACHEL’S SHOE by Peter Lihou
‘A marvellous tale of love, heroism and greed that spans over thirty years, this book has universal appeal and will I feel be taken to the hearts of all. This is not a story about the Holocaust, but it is about the ramifications of that terrible atrocity.

From Rachel's Shoe

The novel Rachel's Shoe is a story set in the Channel Islands of Alderney, Guernsey and Herm during the Nazi occupation.The Release date was December 10th, 2008.

If you would like to order a signed copy, please go to his contact page.

Rachel's Shoe spans over 30 years and there is a sequel already under way.
Rachel's Shoe

The island of Herm and waters around it provide

a stunningly beautiful back drop to the dangers Rachel and Tom face.

"I do love it when I can oblige someone by helping them to fulfil their dreams."

What I like about it, and the reason I have put it here in "Dodies Channel Isles Page is because it is the story about two young teenagers, Tom is only 15 and without thought of himself he goes to the rescue of a young Jewish girl who escaped from the prison camp on Alderney.

Here is a wonderful poem from the fabulous Ella Wheeler Wilcox, from her little book "Poems of Cheer," The book was printed in 1915 so this poem could have been written before then.
Maybe, just maybe it was a new poem written on a new years eve.
Wow! wouldn't that be amazing." Here it is, do enjoy it.

LITTLE BLUE HOOD

"Little Blue Hood is coming now!
And we watch from the window while she goes by.
She has such a bonny, smooth, white brow.
And a fearless look in her long-lashed eye;
And a certain dignity wedded to grace,
Seems to envelope her form and face.

Every morning, in sun or rain,
She walks by the window with sweet, grave air,
And never guesses behind the pane,
We two are watching and thinking her fair;
Loving watching her down the street,
Dear Little Blue Hood, bright and sweet.

Somebody ties that hood of blue
Under the face so fair to see,
Somebody loves her, besides we two,
Somebody kisses her - why can't we?
Dear Little Blue Hood, fresh and fair,
Are you glad we love you, or don't you care?

Isn't this just right, in the exact place I wanted to put it. Now I am going to have a cup of tea and a piece of toast and go to my bed. See you all tomorrow.
Hugs and loves Diddily Dee Dot in Dreamland. x