“I’m Rosie and it’s nice to see you” - a fitting tee-up for a polite thirty minutes of nice, feathery folk music.

Rosie Carney cuts a welcoming image and it’s a soft affair. Hers is a delicate, straight-up acoustic folk that’s best enjoyed sitting down with a hot beverage and a small sway. Some people break out the blankets.

Her voice is gentle and the lyrical work leans towards a quaint hominess, with mentions of “Mrs Duffy from down the lane”. Minor snags in the guitar work do little to poke holes in an otherwise flawless delivery.

Winter impresses and Humans goes down well with those flaked-out on the grass. It’s an altogether pleasant set for sore heads, but it’s difficult to tell the songs apart by the end.

In three words: Music for hangovers