THERE is a small coterie of comedians whose raison d’être is to cram as many gags as humanly possible into any performance.

Members of this select band include Tim Vine, Stewart Francis, Milton Jones and yer man Gary Delaney, here on his Gagster’s Paradise tour which is so far stretching out of sight into next April.

The award-winning Mock The Week regular does not disappoint. Indeed, such is the hilarious response to his quick-fire one-liners that one only clocks every other gag due to laughing at the previous item.

Maybe the answer is for the Edinburgh Festival veteran sometimes known as Mr Sarah Millican to do the same show twice each evening, possibly in reverse order?

At the homely Tivoli, Delaney shakes off his TV persona, analyses his art and builds on his edgy, near-the-knuckle material, for which there seems to be no boundaries.

But unlike the likes of Frankie Boyle, there is warmth in his limit-stretching humour. He is sharp, clever, insightful and shocking in parts – and always speedy, funny and his timing is honed to perfection.

He begins with a series of pre-show tweets on the big screen to warm up the audience, then bang, we’re off and running for a non-stop gagfest.

Not many subjects were taboo as he goaded the audience into demanding stronger and more risque material, including the gag he was certain wouldn’t be included in any reviews. He was right.

The true test of any comedian is laughter. Delaney passes easily, laughing at his own jokes too. Livin’ in a gagster’s paradise has never been such fun.

Sterling support came from deaf comedian Steve Day, father of five and husband to an Olympic athlete, whose best line was how the worst thing about his super new hearing aid was realising for the first time that his kids spoke in a Brummie accent.