'Made it - jus’ in time, mind! We’ve jus' started The Muppets’, Jen’s mam said. Jen heard the light cloak of wine on her words. ‘Great’, said Jen, folding herself into the sliver of space left on the three-seater. ‘On’y jus started’ repeated her Mam, Meg glanced at Michael Caine's scowl, ‘great’.