I have a confession…
I’m in love with a robot.
Not the whizzy AI kind.
Not a sleek machine from the future.
This one’s made from a Cold War spy camera, a pair of opera glasses, and a tangle of copper wire. He’s no taller than a can of beans, and his name is Weebert.
He might be tiny, but he’s changed everything.
Weebert was never meant to be the star of a show—he was just a character I made up to go with a robot sculpture Andy had created in the workshop. Andy’s the real hands behind the Berts. After decades working on helicopters, he turned to scrap art during a tough time, and out of old parts came these whimsical, steampunk-ish robot creatures with big personalities.
I started writing stories about them.
At first, they were just for our grandchildren. But the more I wrote, the more I realised—these weren’t just stories. They were a world. A world built on imagination, creativity, and joy.
And at the centre of it all was Weebert, our curious, kind, slightly clumsy little robot who always finds a way.
In a world full of slick animations and fast-paced edits, Weebert’s World offers something gentler. A slower pace. Real characters, made by real hands, from real materials.
It’s not just stop-motion for the sake of nostalgia, it’s stop-motion with soul.
Think Bagpuss meets Wall-E. Whimsy meets warmth. Story meets scrap.
We’re creating a world where:
Robots are built from old cameras, scrap helicopter parts and broken clocks
Stories are rooted in kindness, courage, and curiosity
Children are invited to imagine, invent, and wonder
And there’s something magical about that. Especially in today’s world.
Weebert’s World is built on one big idea:
Children need permission to play.
To make messes. To try things out. To build something silly and watch it fall over, then try again.
That’s where the joy lives and that’s where the learning happens, too.
We don’t shout about STEM and reuse & recycling in capital letters. But it’s there in the making & building, the problem-solving, the trial and error. In seeing what’s possible with just a few bits of scrap and a big imagination.
That’s why our stories matter. That’s why Weebert matters.
And that’s why we’re building this world, piece by piece, from the workbench up.
Weebert’s World was never meant to be just ours.
It belongs to the kids who imagine their own robots after reading a story.
To the parents and grandparents who recognise the spark.
To the quiet kids who like to tinker.
To the loud ones who like to invent.
To anyone who’s ever looked at a box of bits and seen something more.
So yes, I’m in love with a robot.
But more than that, I’m in love with what he stands for.
A world that says, “Let’s play. Let’s try. Let’s see what we can make.”
And if you ask me, children’s TV could use a little more of that.
Lotty x
