Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Pull up Alley

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Pull up Alley

DIDDILY DEE DOT'S DREAM LAND

PULL UP ALLEY

I would like to leave you an extract from Lewis Carroll's'

Alice through the Looking Glass.

HUMPTY DUMPTY'S POEM

'I read it in a book,' said Alice. 'But I had some poetry repeated to me much easier than that,
by — Tweedledee, I think.'

'As to poetry, you know,' said Humpty Dumpty, stretching out one of his great hands, 'I can

repeat poetry as well as other folk, if it comes to that —'

'Oh, it needn't come to that!' Alice hastily said, hoping to keep him from beginning.

'The piece I'm going to repeat,' he went on without noticing her remark, 'was written entirely for your amusement.'

Alice felt that in that case she really ought to listen to it; so she sat down, and said 'Thank you' rather sadly,

In winter, when the fields are white,

I sing this song for your delight -

only I don't sing it,'  

he added, as an explanation.

'I see you don't,' said Alice.

 'If you can see whether I'm singing or not, you've sharper eyes than most,'  

Humpty Dumptyremarked severely. Alice was silent.

In spring, when woods are getting green,

I'll try and tell you what I mean.

'Thank you very much,' said Alice.

In summer, when the days are long,

perhaps you'll understand this song:

'I will, if I can remember it so long,' said Alice.

'You needn't go on making remarks like that,' Humpty Dumpty said: 

'they're not sensible, and they put me out.'

'I sent a message to the fish:
I told them "This is what I wish."

The little fishes of the sea,
They sent an answer back to me.
The little fishes' answer was,
We cannot do it, Sir, because —"'

'I'm afraid I don't quite understand,' said Alice.

'It gets easier further on,' Humpty Dumpty replied.

'I sent to them again to say
"It will be better to obey."

The fishes answered, with a grin,
"Why, what a temper you are in!"

I told them once, I told them twice:
They would not listen to advice.

I took a kettle large and new,
it for the deed I had to do.

My heart went hop, my heart went thump:
I filled the kettle at the pump.

Then some one came to me and said
"The little fishes are in bed."

I said to him, I said it plain,
Then you must wake them up again."

I said it very loud and clear:
I went and shouted in his ear.'

Humpty Dumpty raised his voice almost to a scream as he repeated this verse,
and Alice thought with a shudder, 'I wouldn't have been the messenger for anything!'

'But he was very stiff and proud:
He said, "You needn't shout so loud!"

And he was very proud and stiff:
He said "I'd go and wake them, if —"

I took a corkscrew from the shelf:
I went to wake them up myself.

And when I found the door was locked,
I pulled and pushed and kicked and knocked.

And when I found the door was shut,
I tried to turn the handle, but—'

There was a long pause.
'Is that all?' Alice timidly asked.

'That's all,' said Humpty Dumpty. 'Good-bye.'

This was rather sudden, Alice thought: but, after such a very strong hint that she ought to be

going, she felt that it would hardly be civil to stay. So she got up, and held out her hand.

'Good-bye, till we meet again!' she said as cheerfully as she could.

'I shouldn't know you again if we did meet,' Humpty Dumpty replied in a discontented tone,

giving her one of his fingers to shake: 'you're so exactly like other people.'

'The face is what one goes by, generally,' Alice remarked in a thoughtful tone.

'That's just what I complain of,' said Humpty Dumpty.

'Your face is the same as everybody has — the two eyes, so —'
(marking their places in the air with his thumb) 'nose in the middle, mouth
under. It's always the same. Now if you had the two eyes on the same side of the nose, for
instance — or the mouth at the top — that would be some help.'

'It wouldn't look nice,' Alice objected.

But Humpty Dumpty only shut his eyes, and said, 'Wait till you've tried.'

Alice waited a minute to see if he would speak again, but, as he never opened his eyes or took

any further notice of her, she said 'Good-bye!' once more, and, getting no answer to this, she

quietly walked away: but she couldn't help saying to herself, as she went,

'of all the unsatisfactory —' (she repeated this aloud, as it was a great comfort to have such a long word to say) 'of all the unsatisfactory people I ever met — 

 She never finished the sentence, for at this
moment a heavy crash shook the forest from end to end.

I know many of you will have read Alice in Wonderland, but I am sure you will be able to enjoy Alice Through the Looking Glass, just as much.
Come on, Give it a try. Mum and Dad will help, or if your really lucky you could ask the teacher at school to get one of the older
children to read it with you. Great Fun. xxx Diddily Dee Dot. xxx

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Scrap Court

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Scrap Court

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland

HERE IS A LITTLE QUIZ JUST FOR YOU

Does anyone remember what Little Bo Peep Lost ?

A. Her Handbag.

B. Her Crook.

C. Her Sheep.

D. Her way home.

What was the name of the little girl whose lamb followed her to school"?

A. Joanna.

B. Dorothy.

C. Mary.

D. Gwendoline

"What letter did the Baker's Man mark the cake with ?" Tommy asked.

1. B 2. P 3. T 4. D

"If Polly put the kettle ON, who took the kettle OFF ?"

A. Sukey B. Sarah C. Sally D. Susan

All these rhymes are the Mother Goose version

More soon, bed time for Diddily, tired - yawn, yawn, yawn,

WISHES I wish I liked rice pudding, I wish I were a twin I wish some day a real live fairy would just come walking in.

DIDDILYDEEDOT'S DREAM-WORLD
FAIRY STORIES/RHYMES

WISHES
I wish I liked rice pudding, I wish I were a twin
I wish some day a real live fairy would just come walking in.

I wish when I'm at the table my feet would touch the floor,
I wish our pipes would burst next winter, just like they did next door.

I wish that I could whistle real proper grown up tunes,
I wish they'd let me sweep the chimneys on rainy afternoons.

I've got such heaps of wishes, I've only said a few;
I wish that I could wake some morning and find they'd all come true !

Written by Rose Fyleman- from Fairies and Chimneys

Rose Fyleman was born in Nottingham on 6 March 1877, the third child
of John Feilmann and his wife, Emilie, née Loewenstein, who was of
Russian extraction. Her father was in the lace trade, and his Jewish
family originated in 1860 from Jever in the historical state of Oldenburg, currently Lower Saxony, Germany

As a young girl, Fyleman was educated at a private school, and at the
 age of nine first saw one of her compositions published in a local
paper. Although she entered University College, Nottingham, she failed
in the intermediate and was thus unable to pursue her ambition of
becoming a schoolteacher. Despite this, Fyleman had a good singing
voice, and therefore decided to study music. She studied singing in
Paris, Berlin and finally at the Royal College of Music in London, where
 she received her diploma as associate of the Royal College of Music.
She returned to Nottingham shortly afterward, where she taught signing
and helped in her sister's school. Along with other members of her
family, she anglicised the spelling of her name at the outbreak of the
First World War in 1914.

When she was forty, Fyleman sent her verses to Punch
 magazine and her first publication "There are Fairies at the Bottom of
Our Garden" appeared in May of 1917. The immense response from
publishers prompted Fyleman to submit several other fairy poems. Her
verses enjoyed tremendous success among readers and her first collection
 Fairies and Chimneys (1918) was reprinted more than twenty times over
the next decade. During the 1920s and early 1930s Rose Fyleman published
 multiple verse collections, wrote drama for children, and for two
years, edited the children's magazine Merry-Go-Round. Fyleman was also a
 skilled linguist who translated books from German, French and Italian.

Rose Fyleman was one of the most successful children's writers of her
 generation and she saw much of her earlier poetry become proverbial.

She died at a nursing home in St. Albans, Hertfordshire on 1 August, 1957.

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WELCOME TO "DIDDILY DEE DOT'S DREAMLAND"

IT IS A LOVELY LAND OF DREAMS AND WONDER WITH MANY PLACES TO CHASE THE HOURS AWAY.

ALONG EACH STREET AND ACROSS EACH BRIDGE THERE IS ALWAYS SOMETHING VERY SPECIAL FOR YOU TO SEE.

Ayliyah Avenue, Diaper Row as well as Pull-up Alley.

Cydney has her own Castle, Dino his very own Burger Cafe not to mention Donna's Diner and Molly's Music Shop.

Up by Cydney's Castle there is a special Library for reading stories and rhymes, even a special Square for the Fairy Stories. Of course we mustn't forget Nursery Land and the Nature Trail, Unicorn Meadow and Jo's Esplanade, you will love them all.

3 Cheers for Pooh! - (For Who?) - For Pooh (Why what did he do?) I thought you knew; He saved his friend from a wetting.

Anxious Pooh Song from the amazing A A Milne, with extra hidden bits and pieces.
Welcome to "SELIGOR'S CASTLE" Anxious Pooh Song 3 Cheers for Pooh! - (For Who?) - For Pooh  (Why what did he do?)  I thought you knew; He saved his friend from a wetting. 3 Cheers for Bear ! - (For where?) - For Bear - He couldn't swim, But he rescued him! - (He rescued who?) - Oh, listen, do! - I'm talking of Pooh (Of who?) - Of Pooh! (I'm sorry I keep forgetting). Well, Pooh was a Bear of Enormous Brain - (Just say it again!) Of enormous brain - (Of enormous what!) - Well, he ate a lot, And I don't know if he could swim or not, But he managed to float On a sort of boat - (On a sort of what?) - Well, a sort of pot So now let's give him three hearty cheers (So now let's give him three hearty whiches !) And hope he'll be with us for years and years, And grow in health and grow in riches ! 3 Cheers for Pooh ! (For Who?) For Pooh - 3 Cheers for Bear ! (For where !) For Bear - 3 Cheers for the wonderful Winnie-the-Pooh ! Just tell me somebody, -  ( WHAT DID HE DO ? )                                                                                                                                                      The one, the only - A. A. Milne Don't forget to take a look at the marvellous video of Vinnie Puuf, which is the fabulous old style Pooh all in Russian... Brilliant and available at Dr. DoDiddily and the Dee Dot's website; http://diddilydeedot.zoomshare.com/23.html

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Blog

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Blog: "Thu, 24 Feb 2011

The Happy Family, when mum and dad realise they are the only ones of their kind left... they decide to take things into their own houses.

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere

Fairy Stories and Rhymes

THE HAPPY FAMILY

by Hans Christian Andersen.

The largest green leaves that you can find in the country are the burdock leaves; if a little girl takes one of them and holds it in front of the skirt of her frock, it serves her as an apron; and if she places it on her head, it is almost as good a shelter against the rain as an umbrella, it is so large. never is a burdock leaf found growing alone; wherever one grows a whole colony grows. They are beautiful too, but all their beauty is for the snails.

Those large white snails, of which great folks in olden times made fricassees, dined off Snail on Burdock leafthe burdock leaves. They ate greedily of them, saying all the while, 'Hum, how nice, how exquisite!' for they thought the snails delicious. These snails lived upon the burdock leaves, and they imagined the burdock leaves had been sown for their sakes.

There was an old-fashioned manor house where snails were no longer cooked and eaten, because not only had the custom dies away, but the owners of the house had died, and no one lived in it. But burdock leaves grew near, and they had not died. They grew and multiplied; and as there was no one to weed them out, they spread over all the paths and all the beds till the garden at last became a wilderness of burdock leaves. Here and there might still be seen a solitary apple or plum tree, otherwise no one could possibly have guessed that this had ever been a garden, for on all sides you saw nothing but burdock leaves. ...... more at Fairy Stories, diddilydeedotsdreamland .

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Dr Dodiddily and the Dee-Dot's : Jack and Jill?

Dr Dodiddily and the Dee-Dot's : Jack and Jill?: "JACK AND JILL
wants you to read this lovely, little story

Henny Penny


[Henny Penny]

One day Henny Penny was scratching in the farmyard looking for something good to eat when, suddenly, something hit her on the head.
'My goodness me!' she said.
'The sky must be falling down. I must go and tell the king.'


She had not gone far when she met her friend Cocky Locky.Cocky Locky
'Where are you going in such a hurry?' he called out.

'I am going to tell the king that the sky is falling down,' said Henny Penny.
'I will come with you,' said Cocky Locky.
So Henny Penny and Cocky Locky hurried along together towards the king's palace.
On the way they saw Ducky Lucky swimming on the pond.

'Where are you going?' he called out.

'We are going to tell the king the sky is falling down,' replied Henny Penny. 'We must go quickly, as there is no time to lose.'

ducky lucky'I will come with you,' said Ducky Lucky, shaking the water off his feathers.

So Henny Penny, Cocky Locky and Ducky Lucky hurried on together towards the king's palace. On the way they met Goosey Loosey, who called out,

'Where are you all going in such a hurry?'

'We are on our way to tell the king the sky is falling down,' said Henny Penny.
'I will come with you,' said Goosey Loosey.goosy loosy

So Henny Penny, Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky and Goosey Loosey hurried on together towards the king's palace.
Round the next corner they met Turkey Lurkey. 'Where are you all going on this fine day?' she called out to them.

'It won't be a fine day for long,' replied Henny Penny. 'The sky is falling down, and we are hurrying to tell the king.'
Turkey Lurky'I will come with you,' said Turkey Lurkey. So Henny Penny, Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky, Goosey Loosey and Turkey Lurkey all went on towards the king's palace.

Now on their way they met Foxy Loxy who asked, 'Where are you going in such a hurry?'

'We are going to the king's palace to tell him the sky is falling down,' replied Henny Penny. 'That is a very important message,' said Foxy Loxy.

'I will come with you. In fact if you follow me I can show you a short cut to the king's palace, so you will get there sooner.'

So Henny Penny, Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky, Goosey Loosey and Turkey Lurkey all followed Foxy Loxy. He led them to the wood, and up to a dark hole, which was the door to his home. Inside his wife and five hungry children were waiting for him to bring home some dinner.Foxy Loxy

That, I am sorry to say, was the end of Cocky Locky, Ducky Lucky, Goosey Loosey and Turkey Lurkey, for one by one they all followed Foxy Loxy into his home, and they were all eaten up by the hungry fox family.

Foxy LoxyHenny Penny was the last to enter the Fox's hole and she heard Cocky Locky crowing in alarm in front of her. Squawking with fright and scattering feathers, she turned and ran as fast as she could for the safety of her own farmyard. There she stayed there and she never did tell the king that the sky was falling down.

All of these stories will have an explanation from Wikipeadia, maybe even other places if I find them on my travels. I knew this story as Chicken Licken when I was small.

Diddily. xx

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The Golden-Headed Fish, fro the Olive Fairy Book by Andrew Lang. I do love all the pictures of the Goldfish on the page. Diddily Dee Dot xxx

DIDDILY DEE DOT'S DREAM LAND

THE GOLDEN-HEADED FISH

by Andrew Lang - Olive Fairy Book

             Once upon a time there lived in Egypt a king who lost his sight from a bad illness. Of course he was very unhappy, and became more so as months passed, and all the best doctors in the land were unable to cure him. The poor man grew so thin from misery that everyone thought he was going to die, and the prince, his only son, thought so too.
             Great was therefore the rejoicing through Egypt when a traveller arrived in a boat down the river Nile, and after questioning the people as to the reason of their downcast looks, declared that he was court physician to the king of a far country, and would, if allowed, examine the eyes of the blind man. He was at once admitted into the royal presence, and after a few minutes of careful study announced that the case, though very serious, was not quite hopeless.
                'Somewhere in the Great Sea,' he said, 'there exists a Golden-headed Fish. If you can manage to catch this creature, bring it to me, and I will prepare an ointment from its blood which will restore your sight. For a hundred days I will wait here, but if at the end of that time the fish should still be uncaught, I must return to my own master.'
                The next morning the young prince set forth in quest of the fish, taking with him a hundred men, each man carrying a net. Quite a little fleet of boats was awaiting them, and in these they sailed to the middle of the Great Sea. During three months they laboured diligently from sunrise to sunset, but though they caught large multitudes of fishes, not one of them had a golden head.
            'It is quite useless now,' said the prince on the very last night. 'Even if we find it this evening, the hundred days will be over in an hour, and long before we could reach the Egyptian capital the doctor will be on his way home. Still, I will go out again, and cast the net once more myself.' And so he did, and at the very moment that the hundred days were up, he drew in the net with the Golden-headed Fish entangled in its meshes.
              'Success has come, but, as happens often, it is too late,' murmured the young man, who had studied in the schools of philosophy; 'but, all the same, put the fish in that vessel full of water, and we will take it back to show my father that we have done what we could.' But when he drew near the fish it looked up at him with such piteous eyes that he could not make up his mind to condemn it to death. For he knew well that, though the doctors of his own country were ignorant of the secret of the ointment, they would do all in their power to extract something from the fish's blood. So he picked up the prize of so much labour, and threw it back into the sea, and then began his journey back to the palace. When at last he reached it he found the king in a high fever, caused by his disappointment, and he refused to believe the story told him by his son...... more

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Sunday Tales

Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Sunday Tales: "DIDDILY DEE DOT'S DREAMLAND FOR CHILDREN EVERYWHERE I have just spent two hours trying to find the codes for my google analytic's and I am still no closer to finding them. if I wasn't a lady I would curse. xxx Diddilydeedot in Dreamland. xxx

THE LAMB

BY WILLIAM BLAKE

FROM 'SONGS OF INNOCENCE.'

Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bade thee feed
By the stream and o’er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?

Little lamb, I’ll tell thee;
Little lamb, I’ll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a lamb,
He is meek, and He is mild,
He became a little child;
I a child, and thee a Lamb,
We are called by His Name.
Little lamb, God bless thee!
Little lamb, God bless thee!

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A Little bit of French Just for You

La Mère Michel

C'est la mère Michel qui a perdu son chat,
Qui crie par la fenêtre à qui le lui rendra,
Et le compèr Lustucru qui lui a répondu :
"Allaz, la mere Michel, votre chat n'est pas perdu."
C'est la mère Michel qui lui a demandè :
"Mon chat n'est par perdu ! vous l'avez donc trouvé ?"
Et le compère Lustucru qui lui a répondu :

"Donnez une récompense, il vous sera rendu."
Et la mère Michel lui dit : "C'est décidé,
Si vous rendez mon chat, vous aurez un baiser."
Le compère Lustucru, qui n'en a pas voulu,
Lui dit : Pour un lapin votre chat est vendu !"




FAIS DODO, COLAS
Fais dodo, Colas, mon petit frère,
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo.
Maman est en haut,
Qui fait du gâteau ;
Papa est en bas,
Qui fait du chocolat ;
Fais dodo, Colas, mon petit frère,
Fais dodo, t'auras du lolo.


RAMÈNE TES MOUTONS

La plus aimable à mon gré
Je vais vous la présenter.
Noos lui ferons passer barrière.
"Ramème tes moutons, bergère ;
Ramène, ramène, ramène, donc,
Tes moutons à la maison.".

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Dodie's Dream World : Celts-Scotland

Dodie's Dream World : Celts-Scotland: "Mermaid

Kilmeny

A Song for the Trawlers

By Alfred Noyes


Dark, dark lay the drifters against the red West

As they shot their long meshes of steel overside;

And the oily green waters were rocking to rest

When Kilmeny went out, at the turn of the tide;

And nobody knew where the lassie would roam,

For the magic that called her was tapping unseen,

It was wellnigh a week ere Kilmeny came home,

And nobody knew where Kilmeny had been.


She'd a gun at her bow that was Newcastle's best

And a gun at the stern that was fresh from the Clyde,

And a secret her skipper had never confessed,

Not even at dawn, to his newly-wed bride;

And a wireless that whispered above, like a gnome,

The laughter of London, the boasts of Berlin . . . .

O, it may have been mermaids that lured her from home;

But nobody knew where Kilmeny had been.


It was dark when Kilmeny came home from her quest

With her bridge dabbled red where her skipper had died;

But she moved like a bride with a rose at her breast,

And Well done, Kilmeny! the Admiral cried.

Now, at sixty four fathom a conger may come

And nose at the bones of a drowned submarine;

But - late in the evening Kilmeny came home,

And nobody knew where Kilmeny had been.


There's a wandering shadow that stares at the foam,

Though they sing all the night to old England, their queen.

Late, late in the evening, Kilmeny came home,

And nobody knew where Kilmeny had been.





WORLD WAR 1 at SEA

BRITISH FISHING VESSELS LOST AT SEA DUE TO ENEMY ACTION

Years 1917, 1918 in date order

http://www.naval-history.net/



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Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Sunday Rhymes

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Joan Gale Thomas was born in 1910 in Gerrard's Cross, Buckinghamshire, England. She studied art at the Chelsea Illustrators Studio. After illustrating books for other authors, she wrote and illustrated her first book A Stands for Angel in 1939. In 1941, she married Richard Robinson, also an author and illustrator and began writing series books under the name of Joan Gale Robinson. However, she continued to write secular picture books using the name Thomas. Two of her most famous series were about a teddy bear named Teddy Robinson and a small girl named Mary-Mary. Both series were part of the Reading with Mother series published by Harrap in London. Ms. Robinson died in 1988.

Dr Dodiddily and the Dee-Dot's : North Africa

Dr Dodiddily and the Dee-Dot's : North Africa: "Sahrawi music is a mixture of Arabic and African music. The latter is illustrated by the rhythm and resonance of the percussions of the region’s tom-toms and drums. The Sahrawi musician, called Igyou, carries out his music using instruments called Azouane. Sahrawi music is characterized by its close relationship to Hassani poetry. They are deeply united since music is the only means for poetry to be heard, understood and appreciated.



Concerning dancing, called Arguiss, it is an artistic expression practised by both men and women in addition to youth. With regard to men, it is a confrontation of two Sahrawis on musical rhythms where they devoutly perform original leg movements. This dance is called Kiira.

Sahrawi women dance as well, covering themselves with their slightly transparent veils called Mlahfa. They accompany their dances with a sensual movement of hands and fingers. This dance is called Tritim and is performed on a slower rhythm which is preferred by Sahrawi young girls called Kamba bi bi. Women dancing is much more expressive than that of men. Generally, their expression reflects their state of mind and their sensitivity.

THANKING ONCE MORE THE - http://www.sahara-culture.com/eng - FOR THEIR ADVICE

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Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere : Bedtime Stories

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"Buckets of rain!" cried the lumpish crimson-jacketed dwarf trundling down the High street of our town with his ware. "Who will buy my buckets of rain - freshly collected this morning before the dawn !"
Hugs Diddily Dee Dot xxx

I am very sorry for not being here for you with lovely new rhymes and srories but:- - - -

I am sorry for the lack of messages, but my PC had a virus. However I got lucky and (cross fingers) I've managed to get rid of it. 

A little word of advice concerning all these virus busters that you see advertised by the dozens. Most of them belong to the same company with different names that's all. Stick to AVG and the ones included in your browsers, and leave the others alone. I paid £32 for one and it was no use whatsoever. I will be demanding my money back tomorrow.

I went to You tube and followed this wonderful guys instructions in the end, it was a bit risky as I had to go through the whole of the registration directory, and the  Command box, but worked and it also taught me how to get rid of mega loads of old information as well, especially the poker I used to have installed.  

Take care everyone and I hope to be back on schedule tomorrow. Seligor xxx 

PS. You can find the link at youtube, just type in "Error Virus that won't go away,"  hugs again. xxx  Seligor