The ring of excrement orbiting the ship takes on a new relevance when crew members start to see the face of the Pope within its miasma.

You know the way that some people profess to being able to see Elvis in cloud formations? That’s nothing compared to the revelation that the visage of his holiness Pope John Paul II can be clearly made out in the shiny sea of shit outside the portholes of the Avenue 5. Quite how this ‘caca papa’ toilet miracle will go down with the Vatican is anyone’s guess.

Billie comes up with a simple way to increase the ship’s velocity by using Newton’s Third Law of Physics, using ejected luggage rather than passengers to create the burst forward. Back on Earth, Vas is being publicly vilified for allegedly being behind the ‘jettison of passengers’ idea, and grabs a ride on the rescue shuttle.

Verdict: With one episode left of the first season (and renewal confirmed) it’s unlikely that the adrift vessel will be coming home soon. And that’s fantastic news, as this faecal-focused comedy has been a blast of stinky air every week. 8/10

Nick Joy