My trek to the Delph was a remarkably enjoyable one for the final Comedy Club of the current season. The collaboration of illuminating Christmas lights and inevitably crap weather in my stroll down Lincoln high street meant only one thing: Christmas is indeed just round the corner.

We've seen some remarkably talented acts grace the stage over the previous few months, but may I say, having reviewed the evenings for over two years (and having attended them for a good year or so before that), this was without doubt the best comedy evening I have ever had the privilege of viewing anywhere in the UK.

First up was our compere Brendan Riley, who arrived on stage doing his best Santa impression and throwing out a collection of presents to the masses. With a large amount of audience participation, Brendan talked about alternative condoms (including his own experiences which were hilarious), and announced the highly anticipated Impossible Quiz.

Having joked about winning the comedy scouse's 'lager beer' in the quiz just moments earlier, I was amazed and equally pleased to get to the final four and then go on to leave the stage triumphant with the holy pitcher held aloft like some sort of honorary sporting prize. As expected and as ever, Brendan's warm-up was absolutely brilliant. Roll on the next act.

Having arrived a little late due to a train delay, the crowd appeared collectively confused as Perrier award winner Wil Hodgson strolled onto the stage. Dressed like a some sort of stereotypical lesbian in rock gear and sporting tattoos, florescent pink make-up and a pink Mohawk, Wil provided the best alternative act I have ever witnessed.

Whilst his advertised femininity provided jokes about his 'Care Bear' and 'My Little Pony' toy collections, Wil talked primarily about skinhead stereotypes, tattoos, racism, Communism and men's magazines. It was rather abstract to dress as he did, but cover the themes that were totally affiliated with the type of things you'd expect a butch pub-goer to shout about before he pummelled you.

Wil's brilliantly witty and completely original style had everyone laughing, not one person in the venue could say that they weren't impressed. A big thumbs up from me, and I look forward to seeing Wil again next season at the Delph.

After a short interval and yet more presents came the time to announce our headlining act. The audience demonstrated such a collective excitement that the atmosphere must have sounded like a fight from outside. The bashing of tables and chants of 'Jarred!' filled the room as seasonally named Kiwi Jarred Christmas shot on stage like a bullet from a gun.

Jarred was a regular compere at the Delph last season and regularly had attendees in stitches at his 'off on a tangent' gags. His style comes in the form of picking a theme and then talking about it for ages, until it either eventually becomes increasingly sick or sexual.

Jarred also sports a unique talent for combating heckles which was also demonstrated brilliantly.

Highlighting the topics of life saving, cow boys, falling from 'huge heights', and many others that cannot be expanded upon here due to their content, Jarred performed an amazing set that had me with tears in my eyes. A true comical mastermind.

Upon the announcement of an encore, Jarred called compere Brendan back on stage to do a set of improvised rhymes which were started off by members of the audience. Brendan's uncomfortable murmurs and Jarred's confident shouting complimented each other superbly. Hilarious stuff and yet another Comedy Club first.

With my supply of laughs exhausted and my gut aching from the constant keeling over, I felt that the evening's performance had been extremely worthwhile. Anyone reading this will agree that the evening's comedy will last a long time in the memory. All I can say now is roll on next season for more of the same.

Ladies and gents, until next year, I bid you adieu. Support your local Comedy Club and pop back next year for more side-splitting gags. It has, indeed, been emotional. Have a merry Christmas, a somewhat semi-conscious new year and I'll see you down the Delph.