Somewhere between twitchers whimsy and acidic airs

I must say that I never knew that you could combine a whimsical comedian who spent the evening warmly trolling through a birdwatching competition that he had had with his father and a singer who did a good line in songs based on failed relationships and whatever she thought had annoyed her or rather depressed her. Well my friend had invited me to this free cabaret set in Foyles Book shop, Rays Jazz stage, so we were sitting listening to this mixed bag of variety and sipping on fruity infusions. We warmed to the ramshackle comedian and his limp comedy but fled when the singer did her final numbers.