I had heard Pam Ann, who has done a private show for Elton John, is rapidly becoming a gay icon - but I didn't realize the show, and indeed the audience, would be so closely linked with the air travel industry.

When Pam Ann, trolley dolly extraordinaire, came on in her sparkly, red tabard dress, huge hair and panda eyes, it was obvious from the roar of approval that many had seen (and loved) her act before.

It was my first time, and it took a while to get the gist of some of the jokes - especially if you were neither gay nor working as cabin crew.

The Australian comedienne divided the audience into first class, business and economy, and interacted like a friskier, younger and much better-looking Dame Edna Everage.

She had great comic timing, using silence as skilfully as she used different accents and facial expressions, gathering together and gently ridiculing her victims, who were drawn from all the different airlines.

As the show developed, she characterized different airlines' styles of customer service - British Airways was an unfriendly, Sloane-type who winnied like a horse and snorted huge lines of cocaine cut with a safety instruction card.

Virgin was shown as a pornographic dumb blonde, whose handling of sausage and mash and a jam doughnut means I will never look at a Marks and Spencer food advert in the same way again.

Easy Jet was an "Am I bovvered?" chav in a Burberry scarf and a St George's cross painted on each fake acrylic nail.

Between changes of outfit, there were hilarious montages of real airline adverts from the Sixties, interspersed with Pam Ann in her various guises.

I especially liked her One World vision of international stewardesses, the Italian with her scooter-shaped food cart and the French girl with her head in a plastic bubble.

Pam Ann wasn't afraid of pushing the boundaries of taste, detailing air disasters, and poking fun at terrorists. But the audience just laughed even harder.