Chris Ramsey bounds onto the stage undaunted by the damp crowd and trails of water across his venue and immediately engages the crowd with a vibrant and glowing confidence. This might seem a little intimidating at such close proximity. Like a master he immediately seizes the mood of the room and the moment. What Ramsey does with skill is address the now, the happening moments and the interruptions. Only when he draws us back to the material does the energy dip slightly. The set is a tightly written and considered series of observations strung around three round Robin letters he's received over the last few Christmases. Ramsey gleefully dismantles them with charm and élan. The comic owes much to Russell Howard’s ebullient positive optimism. Ramsey is clearly on a winning streak from the outset. He could use more of the delightful imagery and could dispense with a few claims of "genuinely" and "literary" to underpin stories which are already more than plausible, but these are minor niggles. The set climaxes splendidly with a PowerPoint demonstration that brings the preceding hour to life in a surprising and satisfying manner. The performer reaches the apex of his energy weaving all the elements finally and happily together. Ramsey gives more that his money's worth and his sense of fun, outrage and amazement will ensure longevity in the industry.