Author: Marvin

Tweet Tuesday March 27th 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:40-3:58pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:45-6:02pm A day of perfect temperature; not too cold, not too warm. In fact, if it’s too warm, my fat fingers swell up, making it impossible to play! Someone I haven’t seen for awhile, George, who used to promise he’d get me ‘loads… Read more →

TweetDiary Of A Busker Day 704 Tuesday March 10th 2015 Winchester (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2-4pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 4:40-5:20pm). A slow start: FOUR songs before any coinage (two donations for Here Comes The Sun), but a perfectly acceptable temperature: 12 degrees. A mildly offensive incident occurs as a bunch of foreign students march by. A boy leans in… Read more →

TweetDiary Of A Busker Day 703 Saturday March 7th 2015 Hythe (In front of Waitrose, Time: 11:30-1:52pm). Back to Hythe, first time since the winter recess, and I wonder if the kind inhabitants have missed me… A sunny day but the wind was pretty rough on the bike ride and really REALLY rough on the ferry. I got some more… Read more →

TweetDiary Of A Busker Day 702 Friday March 6th 2015 Winchester (1. Opposite Gieves & Hawkes, Time: 2:45-3:20pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 3:28-4:35pm, 3. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 5:04-5:35pm). I start off at somewhere I haven’t been since last year, and they must have missed me. One of the older blokes in G & H waves to me from inside the… Read more →

TweetDiary Of A Busker Day 701 Wednesday March 4th 2015 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:15-5:15pm). I was thinking of setting up near The Butter Cross but when I got there, 1. It was too windy, and 2. Some workmen had a radio on and I thought ‘If I start up, I’m just going to piss them off’, so I didn’t… Read more →

TweetDiary Of A Busker Day 700 Tuesday March 3rd 2015 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:45-5:15pm). The 700th Day. How many more of these before I chuck in the towel?! Another sunny but cold day: 8 degrees. I cycled around a bit before deciding Oxfam was the least windy spot. But before I decided, Otto passed me in The Square and… Read more →