Dwelling in London these days but originally from Seine-Saint-Denis on the outskirts of Paris, this French-Algerian comedian is not enjoying adulthood. A bad break-up and some homesickness mean she’s not loving British life much either. In fact, slagging the Brits used to be a big part of her schtick until she found herself feeling guilty and actually sympathising with them in the current messed-up UK political climate.

So besides the odd swipe about old people voting for Brexit, she focuses more on whimsy now. Odd observations from a self-confessed ‘bath-head’ make up her meandering, laid-back routine, where she offers surreal reflections on seeing Abba Voyage or riding a rollercoaster as a grown-up. She dips into her French childhood for stories of inappropriate romantic behaviour or getting into juvenile debt, usually cringing at the recollections.

Although her delivery is confident and the crowd quickly warm to her, her onstage persona is a deliberate kind of low-key tragic: single, bad at crowd work onstage, rubbish at the thing she always longed for (being an adult). Not all her gags land, unfortunately, and as charismatic as she may be, perhaps seeing her act with a better script (either ramping up the strangeness and fiction elements or casting her as someone in a more focused storyline) could see Celya AB hit the highs she seems tantalisingly capable of.

Celya AB: Second Rodeo, Pleasance Courtyard, until 27 August, 7.30pm.