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.