Mulberry, the latest Fringe show to come from the brilliant mind of Tim Key, sees him there to greet you when you arrive. There he is, sporting a tracksuit and trainers, stalking around the set, making direct eye contact as you take your seat. It won’t be the last time either: some audience members get to hold his on-the-go beer, others give him a leg-up when needed. Behind him is a free-standing, shabby-looking front door and a battered fridge. For the next hour, we’ll peeking into his living room (and his mind) during peak lockdown.

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If another comedic take on the pandemic fills you with dread or exhaustion, then fear not. Key’s poetic stream-of-consciousness, embracing everything from dating to drinking too much, is utterly invigorating. With a soft music track lending Key’s words real heft, this feels like a twisted take on a journey we’ve all been through these past two-and-a-half years. The frequent nods to his own celebrity status (at one point he laments being a question on Pointless, when nobody earmarks him as a ‘famous Tim’) is hysterical. There’s so much packed into this show: an endless fountain of genius observation and weirdness. 

Pleasance Courtyard, until 28 August, 10pm.