As this show is on for one more night at The Old Fire Station (Friday 13th October – tomorrow), I feel it is my duty to demand that you go. Created and performed by Linus Karp this drag-cabaret production is wickedly brilliant.

Karp plays the People's Princess with doe-eyed, camp aplomb and magnificent hair (I’m obsessed). He brings us the untold and untrue tale of Diana’s life – from birth to… well, heaven. The show is a bonkers hour and a half involving a fabulous (or terrifying, depending on your anxiety levels) amount of audience anticipation, an excellent use of multimedia, madcap (somewhat scary) puppetry and a catchy couple of tunes. Karp cuts a fine figure of an English Rose in various recognizable outfits throughout and is genuinely a joy to behold.

Amongst the madness there are several nods to Diana’s advocacy of the queer community (notably her compassion towards patients with HIV in the late 1980s) and the audience at the sold-out show at the OFS tonight were fully behind the ‘queer positive’ message being delivered.

My jaw is still aching from laughing, and I’m still singing along to ‘A Friend of Di’ to myself, while also cringing at my own tiny supporting role in the show as the Archbishop.

For anyone who has an acerbic sense of humour and wants to see what is being dubbed as a future ‘cult smash’, I urge you to grab the last few tickets available for tomorrow. Or go and see it elsewhere on its continuing UK tour. However, Daily Mail readers beware – the two-word review from that particular publication is proudly displayed on the flyer – “Repellent Trash”. If that doesn’t convince you, nothing will!

Slip on your revenge dress, adjust your pearls, and flick that hair; for tonight is time for the Lady Di that never was but really should have been. We all know the story of Lady Di, the triumph, the tragedy, that dress with the train that went on and on… But this retelling takes some very wild liberties, and sprinkles a sparkling mess of queer joy all over the perfect princess. Vibrating wildly between mercurial and chaotic, and meek and doe-eyed, Linus Karp perfects the under-fringe smoulder as the people’s princess. Do you know the story of Lady Diana? You don’t know this one.

Fresh from a triumphant run at the Fringe, theatrical chaos merchants Awkward Productions zig-zag wildly through a scrapbook of the people’s princess’s life and achievements, stopping for nothing, sparing nobody. Hilarious inaccuracies jostle with bizarre factuality in this hilariously tasteless and foul-mouthed interactive show.

Performing in an escalation of dresses against a big bossy screen (populated by: jokes; animations; Gerri Allen playing a deliciously demented Queen Liz; God; instructions for the audience) Karp is the princess who will not quit. Occasionally psychotic, persistently irreverent and disgustingly talented, stalking round the stage in a state of weaponised grace, Karp holds the fort almost solo (Prince Charles is present, but is a bit of a two-dimensional lurker) with just a little help from his friends.

These friends include God (Zina Badeam, cosmic and irrevocable) and Camilla-wrangler supreme Joseph Martin whose extreme physicality is a pleasing counterpoint to Karp’s furious flouncing and monstrous moue. Some truly mind-boggling animated segments throw references and ideas at the audience in a bewildering cascade. The Thursday show will be signed, and then the tour will be bursting out for the next destination, so you should get along and see it right now.