Month: September 2013

Diary Of A Busker Day 322

Diary Of A Busker Day 322 Friday February 1st 2013 Winchester High Street, opposite Vodafone. Time: 1:13-2:48pm As I’m approaching the pitch, Dave – he of the “Dangerous” prefix, and his brother – of the Batman theme tune fixation, appear. Dangerous asks if I can save his “favourite” (hums The Third Man) for when he comes back in half an… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 321

Diary Of A Busker Day 321 Thursday January 31st 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Bellis. Time: 12:54-2:30pm 2. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 3:32-5pm My polite/always complimentary, but now opera-busker Demelza Stafford groupie, Ian, turns up and stands to my left.  When I finish the song I’m playing, I turn on him – ‘Ah, Ian. I saw you yesterday. You’re now… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 320

Diary Of A Busker Day 320 Wednesday January 30th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Bellis. Time: 1:30-2pm 2. Opposite Vodafone. Time: 2:24-3:43pm I needed to go into town for a couple of hours this morning and on the way out I bumped into one of the CPSOs (the young one) who the other day, I related my unfortunate experience… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 319

Diary Of A Busker Day 319 Sunday January 27th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 2:26-2:56pm 2. Opposite Vodafone. Time: 3:10-4:45pm The temperature has warmed up a bit since Friday and thank goodness for that. So they’ve all come out, including Frank, up at his traditional Buttercross spot…and Colin and his trumpet down at the middle spot who,… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 318

Diary Of A Busker Day 318 Friday January 25th 2013 Winchester High Street, opposite Vodafone. Time: 12:57-1:25pm A freezing day, despite the melting snow everywhere. The trouble is the wind, which makes it seem twice as cold. In fact I couldn’t take more than half an hour as my fingers, especially on the left hand, were in so much pain… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 317

Diary Of A Busker Day 317  Tuesday January 15th 2013 Winchester High Street, opposite Vodafone. Time: 2:17-2:47pm Probably the shortest day I’ve done, due – much like the other day – to a light yet extremely chilling breeze. And no one wants to know. In fact, after no less than five songs there’s not one penny and I’m thinking “Is… Read more →