“I'm disappointed I'm not Lee Mack”, opening act Mike Gunn proclaimed. Though he’d need not have been quite so tough on himself.

Deftly tightrope walking across a multitude of thinly veiled 'lad gags', the comic expertly primed the audience; a tough and reserved crowd, whose fears were confronted in Gunn's witty and well conceived list-based comedy.

Ranging from men's do's and don’ts of anniversaries to the trivialities of gift purchasing. This paved the way for Lee Mack’s quicker and sharper humour, based around the beauty of the Bournemouth girl (even if her partner happens to be Martin, who formed the basis of most of Lee's rollicking audience interactions), and the unfortunate scenario that finds Lee calling up his Babestation niece to inform her of a leak at her parents house (a hugely expensive phone call).

Quick-fire gags, one-liners and Lee's roaring hollers formed a busy and chocked first half, which gave rise to a spectacular encore where Lee took audience participation to a new level with a Q and A improvisation.

Amidst questions of “How did you lose your job at Butlin's?” to Lee firing back at a cocky audience member “come on then, you tell me your favourite joke”, perhaps Lee sums up his show best with “you can't write laughter.” In this case, I'd have to agree.