Every single millennial remembers Sylvanian Families, don’t they? They were the tiny felt animals everyone was obsessed with back in the Nineties, not least of all because they were boxed up in sets of perfect little nuclear units: a mummy, a daddy and at least one small child (more often, though, there’d be two).

If you owned them, we imagine that you spent many a happy hour dressing them up in their teeny-weeny clothes, making them chat in funny, gruff little voices and staging tiny dramas for them to uncover on their sleek and shiny (and incredibly small) canal boat.

If you, like this unhappy writer, didn’t have a single felt critter to your name, you spent a lot of time wondering what it was really like to be a Sylvanian Families kinda gal. You’d make friends with the sort of kids you hoped might have a stash of them in their bedroom, so you could have at them whenever you went to play around their house.

Your favourite Sylvanian Families have been given a seriously adult makeover