Holly Stars is a drag queen with a traditional line in grim-up-North comedy; that sounds like a drag, but there’s art in this deliberately low-brow show. In real life, she’s written hit West End show Death Drop, and while her plea for justice is merely a tongue-in-cheek collection of crude one-liners, it’s well constructed and delivered in a way that raises more than a few laughs.

An early comment refers to the local bus travelling from the primary school to a fast-food outlet and then to prison; that’s a likely trajectory since Holly is something of a shoplifting enthusiast. She knows which shops have weighted scales, and lives for the thrill of absconding with not just a punnet of tomatoes, but the little palpitations that stealing provides her with.

Holly Stars aspires to grandeur, and dreams of transcending afternoons of alcopops and watching Loose Women to the world of luxury pillowcases that her neighbour enjoys. But for now, carrying her downmarket groceries in an upmarket supermarket bag is about all she can manage. So, while she’s rude and crude, there’s also something going on with Holly Stars that passes muster; there may well be life in this uncouth character beyond the Fringe.

Holly Stars: Justice For Holly, Assembly George Square Studios, until 26 August, 6.30pm; main picture: Matty Parks.