Show Rating:

This genial Glaswegian opens with an aged gag about drunkenness straight out of the comedy ark - but thankfully things do pick up thereafter.

Boyz discusses his experiences of living in London, amusing encounters of travelling on the Tube and people's foibles. They are observations that rarely stray from the everyday, and he sometimes takes well-trodden routes into the banal, such as the drunken exploits of lads nicking traffic cones and munching kebabs, but it's all professionally executed.

Other stories about relationships, the use and abuse of language and the literal meanings of idioms are pleasant enough, if far from groundbreaking.

In among his yarns, he tries a few pet jokes, some of which fall short of the mark, leaving Boyz to chide the audience for not laughing at what he insisted were good quality gags. That's a matter for the paying punters to decide, I'd have thought.

Matters take a turn for the better when George W Bush and Osama bin Laden are introduced, as it paved the way for a series of hilarious and very accurate impressions of the likes of Robert de Niro, Al Pacino and Joe Pesci. Again, not the freshest of targets, but expertly accomplished.

Boyz is a good raconteur and his charisma weaved its magic on the audience, particularly the female section.

And for the boys, a rendition of the banjo song from Deliverance, performed on a frying pan, provided a fitting end to a well-prepared and well-delivered show.