Daydream Dwellings Story

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Fully Scaled Dolls' Houses of all Eras and Architectural Design Imaginable.

Have you ever travelled along leafy lanes, through sleepy villages, and longed to own a miniature version of one of the many and varied country houses and cottages in Great Britain. Perhaps, whilst thumbing through copies of glossy magazines a particularly charming property has tempted you but the constraints of modern living has made ownership of such a residence rather impractical. If you have ever fancied running a pub, you can now do it in miniature, without the hassle of licensing laws, long hours and awkward customers. Imagine limestone walls covered with ivy, leaded windows, climbing roses, maybe a thatched roof!

I am able to make any style or size of dolls' house, using only the finest authentic materials available. Lead and glass for the windows, real brick and various types of stone for the floors.

The Story of Daydream Dwellings.

I have been interested in modelmaking since childhood, dabbling with most forms such as model aircraft, boats and railways. For a while, other interests came to the fore and modelling was abandoned. It is thanks to my two children for the inspiration to make dolls' houses.

One Christmas, my son received a set of toy farm animals. Much excitement, old shoe boxes pressed into service as extempore farm buildings, mother & father cutting card with scissors and frantically looking for sticky tape! As time passed the 'new' buildings started to look like, well, old shoe boxes!

"Dad? Dad?, can I have a proper pig sty?"

"You've already got one, you sleep in it" came the reply.

I set to work, found some scraps of wood, a few small hinges, and in no time at all we had a very passable representation of a pig sty. My son was amazed and delighted, so was I.

My daughter started collecting dolls (of all shapes and sizes). Christmas was approaching and she had hinted that her Barbie dolls needed a that I could construct something far superior. As I lacked workshop facilities, the only time that I could work on this house was at night when Amy was safely tucked up in bed. This clandestine activity lasted for a month, culminating in me having to work right through the night. Luckily I soon found somewhere to work on it in secret during the day.

After a few years, Amy's became interested in 1/12th scale dolls, and more than a few hints were dropped that the dolls needed a new house for Christmas.

I started with a chimney, stone walls began to take shape nicely. Time passed, more dolls arrived creating a bit of a hosing problem. "Dad, Dad" oh those fateful words. A thatched roof made from sisal rope, roses around the door, it just seemed to grow. At last, over one year later the house was complete, being worth all the hard work just to see Amy's face on Christmas morning.

By this time it occurred to me that there may be a market for my houses, so I made another one, made enquiries with various dolls' house show organisers, started exhibiting and things took off from there.