Jessica Regan is unpacking her props box at the opening of her solo memoir of a life in London flats. This is what Regan has effectively been doing for the last 20 years. Moving from Cork to Acton as a hungry young drama student expecting the streets to be swinging, to her soon to be ex-abode in Walthamstow, these are the bookends of a life in boxes and the accumulated baggage along the way.  

The names of all 16 of Regan’s former neighbourhoods are pinned up behind her as if waiting for the highest bid as she invites the audience to select one. What follows is a selection of yarns that jump across time as well as location to comprise a patchwork of temporary addresses, broken relationships and empty rooms. 

Regan invites us into her world with an easy charm as she’s fixing things up. There are a few gaps that need filled in to give things context, but Regan is totally open about how she got here, even while being forced to pack her things away again at the end of the show. For terminal renters forever priced out of big cities on the up, Regan’s litany of permanent transience is all too close to home.

16 Postcodes, Pleasance Courtyard, until 26 August, 3.30pm; main picture: David Emery.