Nobody could ever accuse Andrew Clover of phoning his show in. The smart-suited comedian gives everything he’s got during this hour of high energy, low structure entertainment.

He’s the kind of man you would have killed for as an uncle when you were young. Full of silly chat and unafraid to get down on his hands and knees, or leap around the room to illustrate a point. Not only that, but if he likes the cut of your jib (or more specifically, the speed of your answers), then a fizzy worm or Starburst is flung your way.

Sweets and slapstick – what more could any child want? Well, possibly the same as the adult sitting next to them – a show which doesn’t rely quite so heavily on audience suggestions (non-stop poo on this occasion). But if freestyle storytelling floats your boat, then Clover is a very able seaman.

Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, 21-22 & 28-29 Aug, 11am, £9 (£7).