Godley is a middle-aged Glaswegian woman who married into an east-end gang at the age of 16. This is a frequently hilarious, frequently frightening show about her life. It kicks of with her at the age of 16 taking over a bar in the east end with little but her three-legged cat and her wits to protect her.

It goes on through the years of living with her husband who, it transpires, is not being deliberately cruel to her but, in fact, suffers from Asperger's Syndrome. It flips back to her childhood – where, from the age of five, she was abused by her uncle – and forward to the time when her mother was, she insists, murdered. Godley, at her best, can make all of her material seem funny and her concluding story about discovering an arms cache in her dead father-in-law's house is the best story you will hear at the Fringe this year.

Godley's only problem is a big one. The sheer weight and volume of her material cannot always carry a joke. She does some great stand-up material about Sunday school but then flips back into confessional storytelling mode to deliver a little piece about how her mob-in-laws disposed of her paedophile uncle.

If all of this show is true, and she is extremely convincing, she must have a damn good lawyer. She is writing a book, Handstands In The Dark, about her life, to be published by Random House, which is going to make her a household name, so strong is her material and so complete is her ability to deliver it

One also hopes that after the most powerful of her personal stories have been hived off and read widely, she will continue with doing stand-up because she has the raw, as yet untutored, talent to be brilliant at that, too. "I'm a Scottish, working-class woman. How ethnic is that?" she says and it seems odd that while The Richard Pryor Ethnic Comedy Award has shortlisted a couple of rather tame comedians, a sparky Glaswegian woman is dancing around in the territory in a manner the old master would surely approve of.