David Stubbs (II)

James Wood's comedy set in the days of experimental Victorian medicine continues to delight and engross, even at its most gross. Tonight, Caroline has her first curry, William is doubled up with abdominal pains from a bladder stone that Robert is eager to operate on, and Tom is writing narrative poetry on chloroform. The centrepiece, however, is Robert's recollection of his days stranded on a desert island, which involved turtle riding and pelican tackling.

Tonight's comedian in this series of six coming from the Soho Theatre is Canadian Mae Martin, who delivers more of an engaging monologue than a free-ranging series of cracks. Recently split from her girlfriend, she discusses perceptions of her sexuality ("Your hair lied to us!"), her parents Wendy and James, her mother's attempt to explain the facts of life, and her father's penis, which was subject to a biting incident.

This has been a superb series, subtly enhanced by the addition of Bronagh Gallagher as Birdie, doing that looking-on-in-astonishment thing she did so memorably in Pulp Fiction. This week, despite bungling a video audition for an advert, Arthur embarks on an extraordinary run of good fortune which brings him international notoriety; not a good time for Bulent to suggest a poker game in his sister's absence.

This series sees four young comedians - Jamali Maddix, Fern Brady, Alfie Brown and Sean McLoughlin - travel around Europe doing standup, and exploring the continent their xenophobic elders are currently insisting we leave. Judging by this opener - a sojourn in Copenhagen, Denmark - it's light on the cultural analysis and heavier on the standup, with Brown delivering a funny but barely EU-relevant routine, much of it about masturbation.

Steve Delaney's catastrophically befuddled Count continues his welcome return and continues to make the life of Rory Kinnear's Michael a surreal misery. This week, Michael receives a summons for jury service, Arthur discovers the joy of doing good deeds and John the Watch runs into some of his old criminal associates, leading to a moment of sitcom genius comprising the exchange "Have they now?" "Yes." Looks nothing on paper but just you watch it.

Sad that it's no longer on terrestrial, but this is an utterly welcome return for the comedy travelogue starring Steve Coogan and Rob Brydon as slightly fictionalised versions of themselves. This show isn't just about their work; it's their best work. This time, they're on a culinary jaunt through Spain, with Brydon escaping domestic life and Coogan on a literary mission. Mick Jagger and John Hurt are among the impersonated.

Years of lugubrious wit are turning Jack Dee's face as saggy as the late Clement Freud's. Tonight's dosage of self-indulgent gripes from an invited audience won't help any. He's joined by Jeremy Hardy, Katherine Ryan, Larry Lamb and Andi Osho to field "first world complaints" about baby Facebook updates, emptying bins when husbands are away and inquiries about where best to shield an iPhone from the sun ("Britain," offers Hardy).

Although as mixed as you'd expect from a sketch show, Tracey Ullman's return to UK screens for her second series has been better than cynics might have expected. Her character acting makes up for some occasionally off-beam sketches. Tonight, we see her star in the world's worst show 30 Years In A Morgue, her Camilla Parker-Bowles does a spot of babysitting while her uncanny Judi Dench is bored at an awards ceremony.

Simon Brodkin makes part of his living as "chav" character Lee Nelson, but he atones for that in his other life as a prankster, targeting the undeservingly rich and powerful. We follow him as he punctures the patriotic puffery of Britain's Got Talent, entering the competition as a rapping rabbi; re-christens Philip Green's yacht the BHS Destroyer; and pulls off a satisfying stunt against Donald Trump involving Nazi golf balls.

The return of Paul Abbott's entertaining, comedy-tinged procedural drama sees Joanna Scanlan's Viv come back from extended leave only to be plunged right into, er, the thick of it. As the extraordinary circumstances of an attempted murder at a funeral (an explosion, no less) become clear, a vicious set-to shapes up between rival gangleaders and their families. Paul Ritter's forensics expert is a particular delight amid the carnage.