This may be Joe Lycett’s debut solo year, but his confidence and comic timing would be the envy of the most experienced turn. Blessed with the fruity tones of Dale Winton, and Kenneth Williams’ imperious demeanor, Lycett’s unabashedly effete persona belies a waspish wit and a merciless desire to puncture pomposity.

A fluent, relaxed raconteur, the Birmingham-based comic relies a little too heavily on his audience as a springboard, but he does have a rare capacity to get everyone in the room onside and egging him on in some of his more mischievous escapades. Material about his bad behaviour on Grindr, an elaborate email exchange with an internet troll and the joys of flaunting a Greggs pasty in the Emporio Armani store are almost outrageous enough to be true.

And if some of his routines are a little hoary (David Baddiel did the shy bladder in the gents’ loos spiel 20 years ago), his curiosity and keen observational skills should keep him in material for years to come.

Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 26 Aug (not 13), 8.30pm, £8.50--£9.50 (£7--£8).

Joe Lycett @ The Fringe