Jo Caulfield has been labelled a “bitch” by many of the media magazines out there. Through her charming, hour long ramble Jo seeks to disprove this – a task in which she is not entirely successful. In terms of material, Jo works the audience nicely with some straight-talking banter, and then moves leisurely on to a series of grumpy-old-women style pieces, ranging from her up-tight Satnav to the many irritations of loved-up couples. What’s immediately striking about this comedian is her posh-mum look and Radio Four voice – something resolutely middle-class, relaxed and with a delightful little burr that sounds somewhat like she’s enjoying a delicious chocolate while she’s talking. This all jars beautifully with some of the language Jo uses, and the sheer pleasure of listening to her enunciate makes up for any lag in the pacing.
It cannot be denied that Jo seemed a distracted on this particular night, and the material did not quite hang together as a coherent whole. However, the impression one gets from Jo’s publicity is true – she is, clichés aside, a consummate professional, delivering a series of observations that are at times genuinely insightful. Throughout the show, she maintains a fine balance between smut and wit, intricately involves audience members as characters in the show and her final tale of a coup de grace involving her autograph is satisfyingly hilarious. Jo Caulfield a bitch? No – she’s a yummy-mummy who tells it how it is and I could listen to her all day.
4/5 
Daniel Huber
