For an ex-Catholic, Alison Spittle is still very fond of confession. Whether it’s her own sins or the misdemeanours of those around her, she goes into excruciating detail about subjects that would absolutely horrify the church. A vast swathe of the show is dedicated to her convoluted misadventures with various methods of contraception and Spittle blithely laments her impudent coil and the NHS’s protracted efforts to remove it. In other comedians’ hands this section would be overkill, but she has a canny knack of wringing the last drop of humour from any awkward situation.

She rails against injustice, particularly assaults experienced by herself or others, and she meticulously works these otherwise harrowing episodes into her set so that, no matter how grim the situation is, she always makes it funny. Wet is an eye-opening confessional and Spittle is a delightfully sparky storyteller.

Pleasance Courtyard, until 28 August, 4.45pm.