Li Jin Hao aka Mr Nostalgia wanders around the stage, delivering one-liners and quips with a sleepy nonchalance that comes almost too easily. He’s a young man obsessed with the past, luxuriating in the sadness of going back there for a moment or two. On stage, a gigantic moon that changes colour adds to the synaesthesia-dream vibe of it all. Hao’s comedy is peppered with philosophical musings, and made funniest by its ridiculous ones: his wonky London flat (that isn’t), his idle fire alarm, the burst of sentimentality from a single salty popcorn kernel. At times, it feels like we’re all just hanging out in the smoking area (a hobby he’s taken up to replace a chicken nugget addiction), with Hao as king as we drunkenly follow whatever weird and wonderful rabbit hole he takes us down.

Born in China, raised in Singapore and now living in London, there’s plenty of past to ruminate on, but his second Fringe hour isn’t really about where he’s been. It’s about all the small things and how they feel. He has a knack for pulling ordinary things out of the sleepy corners of your brain and making them suddenly seem significant. Like, how does it feel for the bus when you press its buttons? Can Bon Iver ever stop Bon Iver-ing? A dreamy show, for sure, but there’s far too much hilarity in there to drift off.

Li Jin Hao: Falling From A Moon, Pleasance Courtyard, until 30 August, 8pm; picture: Rebecca Need-Menear.