A couple of years into her stand-up career, and there’s still little substance to Susan Hanks’s breezily conversational set.

She opens with a bland take on the M&S ‘gastroporn’ ads, but most of her routine concerns the characters on the Tricolore tapes that a certain generation of schoolkids used to learn French. But if you didn’t share this experience, her comments about how Pascal had a high-pitched voice or everyone lived in La Rochelle will be meaningless, exposing the limitations of her narrow observational comedy.

It’s pedestrian material, delivered just about engagingly enough.