Ever been to a clown wedding? Not, ‘have you ever attended the wedding of a couple of eejits’, rather ‘have you ever been to a full-on clowning-themed do, with big shoes, banana-skin slips, comedy head bumps and all’? That’s all Britt Plummer has ever wanted, along with a partner visa for her and fellow clown Otto. But things don’t go entirely to plan in this one-person show that flits between howling at the sheer level of bureaucracy involved in applying for visas, the pains and pleasures of long-distance relationships, the unexpected bonuses of covid border closures, and how boys, ultimately, break your heart. 

Plummer shows some impressive skills, from puppetry to direct address to physical comedy: you really will believe two empty coffee cups can fall in love. She’s likeable and engaging, handling lovely moments of audience participation with ease, and the finale makes it clear the room has bought into her story. Yet there’s a slightness which ignores her bleaker, darker emotions. Spending more time in the shade, rather than firmly sticking to the light, would create a bigger emotional connection, further grounding her performance and offering a better pay-off for the audience. 

Fool’s Paradise, Summerhall, until 27 August, 5.50pm.