Diary Of A Busker Day 31 Thursday January 25th Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths, Time: 1:45 – 3:15pm).
Played for an hour and a half with a four minute break after the hour, during which I counted the money – just under £10. So far so good, but made nothing over the next half hour. It then started raining, so I came home, but not before a sinister occurance. A while back, I was robbed by a Stephen Hawkings lookalike. Now, I’m playing, I’ve got my head down, concentrating…I sense someone approaching. I look up and it’s the same guy – the thief! When he sees my face, he stops, turns around and hobbles away. (What he doesn’t have is a conscience, what he does have is a leg disability). So there he goes, disappearing up the street – a guilty man if I ever saw one. I was thinking – what was he about to do before he recognised me as a recent victim? Was he going to take my hat? Did he think I was someone else – someone he hadn’t robbed yet?
Earnings: £9.56p