Chris McCausland

Opening with an incensed email criticising his show’s title – Emotional Retard – which he neatly defends, McCausland meanders off on wildly varying tangents. He’s at his best when philosophising over close relationships and some of his musings carry surprising heft. It’s a bit of a ragtag of ideas and some elements feel forced, although the crescendo hilariously ties up some loose ends.

Pleasance Courtyard, 556 6550, until 30 Aug (not 18), 7.15pm, £11–£12 (£9.50–£11).