The Off The Cuff comedy collective are amiable, inventive university friends, throwing themselves into random improvised sketches that are alternately hysterical and confusing.

Energetic host Mike Smith mustered his anarchic group around the tiny venue.

Some scenes were uneven or too long, but that was part of the fun when the audience sympathised with Lloyd, trying to convey how he freaked out every time he heard the word “and,” which his obtuse interviewer didn’t say – or again as an Antiques Roadshow host trying to explain that the antique in question was a radioactive flamethrower.

One woman summoned from the audience to provide emergency random words fell against the wall incoherent with hysteria and could only explain afterwards through tears of laughter that the first words she wanted to shout out were rather rude, and had to be bitten back due to the young person sitting in the front row.

Rob Fry explained afterwards that, for this 1pm show, the performers tried to keep things clean, but that late-night shows with more racy suggestions from the audience were broader in humour.

Their experience together showed when they closed with a confident improvised song: this sparky bunch are worth catching.