THIS display of astonishing pluck must surely be the best fun you can have with your ears on.

The members of this mock-heroic collective play bonsai guitars, using the humble ukulele, not so much an instrument as a musical joke, or so once it had seemed, to produce a performance so rich, inventive and wildly hilarious that the joke is on anyone who continues to dismiss the mini-me guitar.

The bravura musicianship, and the depth and brilliance of the sound produced, puts a smile on the face – and that grin stays there for two hours, as the “orchestra” of seven give an astonishing variety of songs the uke treatment.

The highlights include the theme from Shaft, Anarchy In The UK – yes, honest – Psycho Killer and two dazzlingly clever medleys, including one which begins with Life On Mars, melds to My Way, and then spirals on and on.

The best songs are those in which the treatment is unexpected, with, say, the Sex Pistols ending up sounding like Simon and Garfunkel, Teenage Dirtbag reprised as a yearning folk song or – most gloriously dumbfounding of all – Wuthering Heights rendered into a Yorkshire pub singalong, so supremely detached from the ethereal original that one can only wonder what floaty old Kate Bush makes of it all.

The house was full, it is fair to guess everyone went home deliriously happy, and certainly your critic had not laughed so much in ages, or enjoyed a musical concert so completely.