For the first moments I saw this, I thought “Do they want me to eat a snail?”
A little friend I met today.
But I watched #mrblobby die, back in 2001 at W12.
Somehow, Mr Blobby returned.
Or is this some kind of darker, more ruthless imposter to match these times? And what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?
Now listening.
Look at this! Another beautiful drawing of the cat we saw in the alleyway ❤️
Well that’s some bullshit - all they’ve done is line up lots of smaller tiramisu.
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...
A beautiful painting of our little friend.
Today is the 21st anniversary of the Brian Harvey Jacket Potato Incident. Have a wonderful day, all who celebrate it - I am going to mark it solemnly by having one (1) sensibly filled (cheese and beans) baked potato.
How do I always remember? I’m not one of those people that just sees something on the internet and then posts about it.
One-hundred Italian chefs gathered at Chelsea Town Hall to break the world record.
BLOBBY IS BAAAAACK!!!
https://www.theguardian.com/tv-and-radio/2026/jun/04/bizarre-return-of-mr-blobby
(Just noting that my current novel-in-progress features a mass crucifixion of burning Mr Blobbies at one point. It seemed … necessary.)
A friend in an alleyway
Will try this again for sure. Such a great image. This baby’s face is missing the original insouciance (but I feel this cat’s paranoia lol)
He’s pink, dotty and as British as a Boots meal deal. In recent months he’s duetted with pop stars, appeared on Saturday Night Live and been declared the UK’s equivalent of Mickey Mouse. What’s behind...
