David O'Doherty tells a story of how he is regularly spotted in the streets, but that people don't know where they recognise him.

And, I must admit, I would probably be one of those people.

Like a lot of comics, he makes regular appearances on all manner of panel shows, which often prove restrictive and don't allow for his natural zany humour to flourish.

But The Lowry, which, for a Sunday night is very well attended, provides the perfect space for O'Doherty to explore his repertoire and leave the audience in raptures.

He delivers a mixture of traditional stand up, in addition to comedy numbers on his children's electric keyboard.

O'Doherty speaks about the struggles and mundanities of in his life living in Dublin, and how, as a fan of professional cycling, he has convinced himself that Lance Armstrong has played a part in all of the bad things to happen to him.

In addition his tales of opening his heart to a stick insect which he was looking after for a neighbour, his distain of how smartphones and social media have invaded our lives and of drawing pictures of bicycles with his friend's six-year-old child, bring much amusement.

One of the highlights is a song about how he has overcome a serious physical impairment — his slightly stumpy legs.

The show is light on audience banter, but O'Doherty still has the masses in the palm of his hand.

The biggest compliment you can give this show is that you come out of the theatre thinking, what have I just spent the last 90 minutes watching?

But you do know what you have had a thoroughly good time, whatever it is you were laughing it.