Jessica Fostekew has had quite the year. After coming to terms with the realisation that she’s gay, she ended a nine-year relationship with a man and has fallen passionately in love with a woman. Although evidently elated by her sexual epiphany, she’s also understandably discombobulated by the whole experience and this feeds into her broader exploration of the world around her. Fostekew isn’t one to settle on surface appearances and will always probe a little deeper.

She’s particularly baffled by the tribulations of Generation Z, a demographic which fascinates and terrifies Fostekew in equal measure. Part of that dismay is possibly manifested by the thought of her six-year-old son eventually having to navigate a culture that’s constantly in flux. As a woman on the cusp of her fifth decade, she’s also concerned about the ridiculous demands society makes of women, and she’s both horrified and conflicted by the pressure to use Botox.

Fostekew’s rapid delivery is remarkable, with thoughts cascading from her mouth. Sparingly, she goes full throttle to good effect, and her numerous diatribes are particular highlights. In 2019, her polemical work Hench was nominated for the Edinburgh Comedy Award. Despite its similar title, Wench is a much more relaxed hour which broadly avoids anything too heavy. After the turbulent and fruitful year she’s had, it’s a shame that Wench isn’t a bit more focused, but it’s nice to see Fostekew so happy and self-assured.

Monkey Barrel, until 28 August, 4.45pm.