Joey Page insists he doesn’t know what he’s doing. He makes a running gag of “Sorry, I got a bit distracted, but I’m just about to start...” Of course, this is merely a clever affectation in a very well structured production, full of artful callbacks. However, he is at his most average and predictable when adhering to such standup staples and compositional rigour. It is in offhand, absurd one-liners that Page’s wit really gets a chance to shine. And those moments of brilliance do more than redeem Page from mediocrity, making for a very good show.