Creating to Empty My Mind!

The poet Lord Byron once said "IF I don't write to empty my mind, I will go mad" and when I think back to that fateful day many years ago when curiosity got the better of me and I picked up a copy of Dolls' House Magazine in my local supermarket which then went on to change [...]


As Lady Byron Departs from 13 Piccadilly Terrace in January 1816, Tee Bylo Returns For an Extended Visit Over 200 Years Later…

Walked early to look at my old house in Piccadilly - saw into the room where I have sat with him, and felt as if I had lived there with a friend who was long since dead to me. No sense of past agony - all mournfully soft. My thoughts floated peacefully into other channels [...]

Blood, Sweat and Relief… The Windows are Finally Dressed!

Dear Diary... Can I have a drum roll please....  For I am delighted to announce that the windows of 13 Piccadilly Terrace are now finally dressed! Several weeks ago as I was counting down the days to the photo shoot for publication in the February issue of the Dolls' House Magazine as well as musing about [...]

Boatswain Warms By the Fire as Tee Bylo Makes Plans…

Dear Diary... Yes, I am still here and I can guess what thought is uppermost in your mind right now as you read this! For you're probably thinking that I have forgotten all about the creation of my 'Lord Byron House' and have shaken the dust of the year 1815 from the soles of my [...]