It began, as did many productions of its time, as a stage show at university and then Edinburgh, and last year it came full circle, back to the fringe.
The touring version, which docked in Leeds for a night, has an admirably high jokes-per-minute quotient and unlike hearing them on the wireless, the shared experience of the theatre made the laughter quite infectious.
Radio Active is a benign satire on what was then the new medium of local commercial radio. It has been a while since that novelty wore off, but any concerns that the humour might have dated were dispelled by the abject silliness of it all.
The material isn’t new but a compilation of the original scripts, which made this something of a Greatest Hits exercise, and there more than enough of those to go around. That the show sounded as if it had been tightly edited in post-production says much for the timing of Deayton and his collaborators – Helen Atkinson Wood, Philip Pope, Michael Fenton Stevens and, not least, an offstage sound effects person.