Lee Mack

His mischievous banter is a joy, teasing the women for being old or badly-dressed, and the men for being paedophiles. They’re not just throwaway jibes, though, but set-ups for solid jokes, lifted by the propellant of spontaneity provided by Mack’s quick-witted backchat. Elements of the audience here in Andover are surprisingly frisky, but he spins every audience interaction – even the seemingly less welcome interruptions – into ribald quips.

He’s a one-man gang show, the force of his knockabout performance rarely less than phenomenal, especially when he splutters in mock outrage at not being treated with the respect a professional artiste deserves.

Personality is paramount but the material’s working hard too. You’re probably never more than 30 seconds from another punchline, whether it be a daft pun, good-natured abuse, or something saucily sexual, like a McGill seaside postcard updated for the 2010s and made flesh by Mack’s spirited energy. Though some of this is far too racy for the 11-year-olds in the audience; be in no doubt that this is an adult show.

Even when Mack tries to quieten the atmosphere, dropping his voice for some false sincerity about, say, the death of Michael Jackson, his inherent daftness is such that the air is heavy with anticipation, titters foreshadowing the hilarious line that is sure to come along and undermine the mood.

There’s the odd ‘pull-back-to-reveal’ gag or guessable wordplay, but other than that he’s an unpredictable cyclone, keeping the audience on their toes by bombarding them with jokes so fast you can’t keep up. Sometimes broad, sometimes subtle, he never loses the capacity to surprise, nor to spread the bawdy fun, teasing the audience until the entire set becomes one big in-joke we’re all in on.

You’re guaranteed not to learn anything in this show, nor hear any point of view – a style which has been largely, and undeservedly, out of fashion. But that scarcity only makes Mack’s breezy approach seem even more refreshing.

It may only be mid-January, but we already have a contender for the most uncomplicatedly funny show of the year, full of belly laughs from start to finish. If you can’t enjoy this, maybe comedy’s not really for you…