Brigstocke, tonight staying true to his Morriseyesque fashion sense of floral shirts, kicks off proceedings with a great sequence about the bus-advert campaign of the British Humanist Association, whose posters read: “There’s probably no God. Now stop worrying and enjoy your life”, and the riposte from a raft of Christian groups. What if all theological debate was conducted through public transport the bespectacled comedian wonders? Perhaps we would get used to announcements about engineering work along the lines of: “The only way to High Barnet is through the medium of prayer.”

Taking care to bash the foibles of the holy trinity of religious targets, Christianity, Judaism and Islam, Brigstocke leaves us in little doubt that the “God-shaped hole in his life” that he had recently started to feel, was never going to be filled by dogma. During his irreverent journey through religion he mixes up the shoes at a mosque, keeps Jehovah’s Witnesses in a near-hostage situation and takes a series of pot shots at the easy target of the Pope, including: “The Pope went to Poland last year – something he very much wanted to do as a younger man…”

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