Scary as it may sound, there is a new breed of space hoppers around. There's a stall selling them at
Spitalfields market in London. Not horned, smiling and orange any more, they are pale
pastel bright colours, all
tasteful and suitable for the loft-living offspring of
wallpaper* readers. They are rather shiny, and look less tough than the old version. Can't believe they'd stand up to the
round the block space hopper races we used to have when I was a little 'un.
Modern life is rubbish.
But Spacehopper, from
Julian Cope's 1987 album
Saint-Julian, is likely to make you bounce up and down much like the grinning orange beasty that iain has described. It's daft, but has ferocious happy energy.