I spent the best and most memorable parts of 2000-2003 trying and failing to start girl bands that sounded like Angelica. The most successful of these was "Yet Another Coincidence", because I got beyond the stage of drawing copious future album art doodles on my GCSE R.E. notes and actually held a proper band practice, with other people and everything. Only, unfortunately, then I grew up and went to uni and I stopped liking Angelica so much and anyway they split up and I lost my recorder and I stopped playing the bass and I got a job as an administrative assistant. In short, the dream died.

So when I read in the Swn '08 programme that ex-Angelica front woman (Holly) was in a new band with her husband (David) and they were playing Welsh Club in 20 minutes, I got all excited and rushed over there... for old-time's sake. The 40 minutes of fun that followed were well good. But then, Lovely Eggs are the sort of band it's easy to enjoy live. Their silly playground lyrics, cutesy voices and amiable characters invited me to pay attention and warm to them.

On first listen to the album 'If You Were Fruit' I wasn't so enamoured (I can't think of many occasions when I'd want to sit down and listen to the whole thing start to finish), but after weeks of having these tracks stuck in my head, I've warmed to some of them. They're the sorts of songs you can stick on a mix tape to bring a smile to the face of the recipient. Many of their tracks manage to sound like nursery rhymes that occasionally go a bit wrong and scary and are not for kids, but then it's ok and nice again and the kids are allowed back in the room. In fact, the recorded versions reveal lots of key-stage-1-friendly instruments reminiscent of primary school music lessons. Like when the teacher would get you into groups of 3 and give you things like a stick with bells on, and some plastic castanets, and one chime bar and make you write a song, and then you'd all perform it at 3 o'clock. Except you'd spent most the time arguing about who would have to end up with the crappy castanets, so the performance wasn't very well rehearsed, but the teacher would say you'd done a good job anyway because you'd made a nice song and you'd had fun. And there's nothing much wrong with that.

So when Holly sings about writing "eat shit" on fruit and the chorus goes "death! death! oh! death!" and one of the verses goes "I bought a melon and I thought about you, you're not seedy, I just like melons", well it's barely GCSE foundation tier standard, but I like it.

If I'd never grown up, never gone to uni, never stopped playing bass and never (ever) got a job as an administrative assistant, Lovely Eggs would probably be my favourite band.