David Stubbs (II)

Another tale of courageous, essential frontline servicemen and women coping with their baser, animal selves. Tonight, when the anti-maternal boss Woodvine hints that she might break up the cosy paramedic trio, Stuart and Rachid lock horns to see which of them is the alpha male of the group - the cleverest or the biggest? Meanwhile, Ashley seeks out action whenever the opportunity arises, and Maxine, accused of being "unyielding" in the sack by her internet date, is determined to play the submissive female for their next encounter.

The second episode of Brian Fillis's comedy-drama set among Leeds paramedics is really finding its rhythm. Stuart's thus-far platonic relationship with police sergeant Maxine is the most intriguing of the series but this week, he finds himself dating a student and facing stress-related underperformance problems under the duvet. With a studiously mixed cast of characters (gay, Muslim, female, bloke), all doing serious jobs, Sirens successfully gets away with a lot of boisterous laddishness.

Created by Brian Fillis and inspired by paramedic Brian Kellett's blog and subsequent book, Sirens has a slightly stylised, "written" air about it, but once you adjust to that, this six-part comedy-drama is a treat. In tonight's opener, we meet Stuart, Rachid and Ashley, three paramedics who would seem like sorry specimens of 21st-century British manhood if they weren't performing heroic frontline services on the drunken streets of West Yorkshire. After a dramatic opening, a counsellor advises them to be prepared for the emotional rollercoaster of an adrenaline rush, horniness, then depression, but Stuart is determined to be "master of my own biology".

David Walliams hosts this addition to the already rather large pile of lighthearted topical panel shows with celebrity guests. Ostensibly about the week's events, the subject matter skews more to the Simon Cowell wing of current affairs, as a giant wall featuring the 25 faces who have garnered the most column inches attests. Two teams are quizzed to test the proximity of their fingers to the pulse of relentless tabloid chit-chat. Seems rather a soft career choice for Walliams this, but perhaps he will bring a superior touch of class to the occasion.

The return of the standup show in aid of Great Ormond Street Hospital, something you may need to bear in mind as you resentfully endure the comedy stylings of Chris Moyles. He's joined, however, by Sarah Millican, Dara O'Briain, Jack Dee, Lee Evans and Jonathan Ross. There are musical contributions from Dead Cat Bounce and those young scamps N-Dubz, as well as video appearances from Lady Gaga, Russell Brand, Whoopi Goldberg and Patrick Stewart. Rob Brydon also chips in.

Because heaven forbid that he should simply be allowed to stand on stage, interact with an audience and be funny, here's yet another new TV format for Al Murray's pub landlord, which he's been touting live for a while. He hosts a pub-style quiz in which ordinary contestants vie with a VIP celebrity team for the prize of a frozen chicken. There's no mercy for the defeated - "It's time for losers to lose!" - they must slope away to the jeering chant of "thick and slow". Thankfully there's plenty of "beautiful British name"-style opening banter. "Dog groomer? Disgusting. What do you do, make friends with them on Facebook?"

A product of C4's Comedy Showcase, PhoneShop is set in the high street world of mobile phone sales. Despite its improvised feel, there is a broad anti-realist, improbable tone. Most of the characters talk in the faux patois of the wannabe black, including, curiously, the black character. This, amid the spivvy salesmanship, becomes a pretty dominant motif, and how funny you find it will determine how much you enjoy this series.

Familiar to many as the teacher who towers over the wretches of The Inbetweeners and bears an uncanny resemblance to Rik Mayall, Greg Davies returns to his native Shropshire. He takes an easy but effective pot shot at local newspaper headlines, does an extended routine about nicknames which will strike a chord with anyone who spent their teens at an all-boys school, and triumphs with an extended rant about owl cunnilingus. Guests are Roisin Conaty and Tom Deacon, who is good on the female tendency to clamber into pyjamas the moment they get home from work.

The third one-off special in this prequel series to Only Fools And Horses sees the Trotters still stuck in 1961, with Joan holding the family together as layabout husband and Grandad look on, while carrying on an affair with Rodney's dad Freddie, under the pretext of working as his charlady. Young Del, meanwhile, is wooing the daughter of a stuffy local undertaker. There's slightly more emphasis on the comedy than the drama this time but it's hardly rollicking stuff and works best as an hour or so's ambient period recreation of pre-Beatles repressed Britain.

This, perplexingly, is the ninth series of the sitcom, the purpose of which only seems to be to keep BBC3 from evaporating. This series, only six episodes long, may be the last, however. It introduces two new characters - Cassie (Georgia Henshaw), just released from a juvenile detention centre to stir things up down the pub, and Billy (Freddie Hogan), a would-be footballer who grates with Gaz on account of his mystifying cheeriness. In this respect, he'd make an ideal audience member for Two Pints.