PATRICK Monahan has the finger point down to a tee, does a mean ‘hustle’, cruises through YMCA and his hip thrusts aren’t too shabby either. He is a 1970s baby after all.

Recently though, his natural know-how on the dancefloor has got him wondering. Since disco thundered from every shop stereo, radio and cassette player for a decade straight, is it that much of a stretch to infer he was conceived to or at the very least within earshot of Stayin’ Alive? He hasn’t exactly gone and sought confirmation but he has an inkling he may be onto something.

“I don't mean conceived to disco as in my parents jumped on each other in a club,” he hastens to clarify with a laugh. "But I've always loved disco. And it’s had such a huge influence, on things like modern pop or street hip hop videos -it's a lot of the same footwork. It's quite fun and quite sexy and it's one the least threatening dances."

This niggling suspicion about he came to be forms the premise for his new tour The Disco Years. After wild re-imaginings of his origin story, he will segue into true tales of his parents' first encounter in Iran ("My mum is Iranian and my dad is Irish and they met in Iran. It's bonkers and all I say is pretty much true but sounds like a crazy stand-up sketch.") and his itinerant childhood after moving to the UK at a very young age.

"You feel like a fugitive - moving around so much," he adds in a distinctly Northern drawl. "It's a different mind-set. That's probably what made me become a stand-up. You're so used to travelling; you're brought up with the concept that everywhere could be home."

To cap it all off, he will throw in an energetic disco demo for those inclined to bust a move at the arts centre.

"Disco is literally like Zumba," he muses. "In Zumba it's like all these people have escaped from the Great British Bake Off and by the end they can all dance to the same rhythm. Everyone can just turn up and have fun."

Disco and the occasional Zumba class aside, Patrick's main and most time-consuming hobby is accomplishing inane exploits to break world records.

To this day he holds the record for the longest hug with fellow comic Bob Slayer, at an unbelievable 25h25min. It was neither practical, nor particularity sanitary, he admits – but, as claims to fame go, it takes the biscuit.

"Hugging is my trademark,” he explains. “My thing is to hug the audience before the show and at the end in the foyer. The record was 24h and I reckoned I could beat it. It was like a three-legged race except you can’t even move. We had to do our shows, sleep together, eat together. We couldn’t shower that day. It was like holding radiator for 25 hours. But it was one of those things in life I just felt I had to do.”

Even when not actively cooking up bonkers ways to one-up equally barmy record-breakers, he still manages to inadvertently accomplish impossible feats.

Last year, he was named Hardest Working Comedian of the Year by Ents24.com for playing the highest number of venues in the UK.

“I was chuffed when I found out,” he admits. “Sometimes you do three gigs a day without thinking about it. I didn’t know I was even up for the award; I was too busy doing my shows. They must have really thought, ‘Who’s this nutter? He’s everywhere.’ This job is seven days a week. I’ve never met someone who goes, ‘Do you know what? I’m sick of laughing today.”

Patrick Monahan will be at the Arts Centre on June 2. To book call 01793 524481 or visit swindontheatres.co.uk.