For most Glaswegian voters, Friday needed a bit of levity.

The city voted Yes to independence, the country voted No.

How, after a seven-year absence from our screens, would Greg Hemphill (a noted supporter of independence and Victor in the show) and company deal with the raw emotions of the referendum on the opening night of their blockbuster stage production of cult TV comedy, Still Game?

The answer, curiously, is not at all, unless you count a "referendum" late in the show on the burning issue of whether Scotland should, finally, see the face of Meena, wife of everyone's favourite Scottish convenience store owner, Navid.

But if the decision to leave the national plebiscite alone was odd, it was the only thing amiss in an hilarious, beautifully conceived stage version of a national treasure of Scottish television.

Set in Craiglang's dodgy boozer The Clansman, Navid's shop and Jack and Winston's flats, the show is a clever mix of the TV show, self-referential theatrical comedy, huge film projections and, with stunning implausibility, big-stage musical.

As Jack and Victor note, with typical derision, the audience ("stupid bastards") have shelled out serious money (£30 to £45) to see their septuagenarian heroes. So as well as the expected, nay demanded, familiar Craiglang patter, something spectacular is in order.

Near the show's end it is duly delivered. It would be a crime worthy of being dumped in the manky canal to reveal the details. Suffice to say it involves Navid being elevated to the Bollywood status he deserves.

If this showstopper justifies a chunk of the ticket price, it comes after almost three hours of a substantial comedy with top-notch stories, ranging from Winston's lost false leg and Boaby the Barman's new iPad to Jack's daughter renewing her wedding vows in Canada on a live internet link to Craiglang.

Scene-changes are given over to lovely comic featurettes (such as Jack and Victor's "top five put-downs" to the hapless Boaby) and mini-sketches (such as Navid in among the crowd, trying to flog out-of-date tins of hot dogs).

Still Game live is a tight ship. As tight, in fact, as Craiglang miser Tam's wallet. The entire cast are on top form, making an overdue return in a show good enough to mend a Yes voter's broken heart (well, almost).