Month: February 2024

Day 2315

Diary Of A Busker Day 2315 Saturday February 24th 2024 Winchester    Arriving at the Buttercross, Don Lavelle’s at work on his Winchester Bakery painting. ‘You’ve got till one o’clock til the rain starts’ he says.That means I’ve got about an hour and 20 minutes – long enough because it’s not warm and I’d need a break by then, anyway.… Read more →

Day 2314

Diary Of A Busker Day 2314 Friday February 23rd 2024 Winchester High Street   Bloody rain all the time these days. I got out during a break; it looked I’d got an hour before it started again. In the high street, opposite the Buttercross, Don Lavelle was on the bench having a break from his latest; a painting of the… Read more →

Day 2312

Diary Of A Busker Day 2312 Monday February 19th 2024 Winchester High Street   There’s a girl singing and strumming in The Pentice just down from the Buttercross. She’s got a sign advertising her gig at The Railway. I can’t be bothered schlepping down to the crossroads so doubleback up to near Jewry Street. For the first 20 minutes, a… Read more →

Day 2310

Diary Of A Busker Day 2310 Sunday February 11th 2024 Winchester High Street   At the top spot, a man who has been coming by for the past year or so, shows up. In fact he was about yesterday. I don’t know his name but he likes the faster numbers and seems to get a kick out of dancing about.… Read more →

Day 2309

Diary Of A Busker Day 2309 Saturday February 10th 2024 Winchester High Street.   There’s a strummer man down The Pentice and harpist Meeta at her usual crossroads residence…nothing much happening in The Square so I’m back up near Jewry Street…and after an hour and a half nothing much happening there apart from a woman who took a photo of… Read more →

Day 2308

Diary Of A Busker Day 2308 Wednesday February 7th 2024 Winchester High Street.   Dean is at the top spot so it’s down the road for me again. While I’m setting up, Robert comes by with his two cares. Robert can’t speak; he only grunts and slaps his hands as a sign of approval, as when I play The Third… Read more →