Diary Of A Busker Day 661 Thursday October 30th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:25-2:35pm). I’d only done three songs and was halfway through the fourth – Here Comes The Sun, before I was rudely interrupted in the highest degree by the biggest offender I’ve had the displeasure to come across in my, now, 4 + years out here. This… Read more →
Month: April 2017
Diary Of A Busker Day 660
Diary Of A Busker Day 660 Tuesday October 28th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavilion, Time: 2:15-3:35pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:08-5:15pm). At The Butter Cross it’s the guy from New Zealand, and Wimoweh, and he does a very funny – although I’m not sure it’s meant to be – high falsetto. In fact, I’ve never heard a man get that… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 659
Diary Of A Busker Day 659 Monday October 27th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:45-4:41pm). When, at 9 o’clock, I did the weekly trip to the bank with the coinage, that girl singer had her stuff set up at The Butter Cross. I don’t know where she was but she’d clearly put a claim on the spot. Five hours later,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 658
Diary Of A Busker Day 658 Sunday October 26th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Pavilion, Time: 2:30-4:40pm). A landmark day: the 4th anniversary of the start of all this busking business…and of this diary, of course. Oh yes, I remember it well: Southampton in the cold, and I was so embarrassed to set up, I delayed it as long as I could.… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 657
Diary Of A Busker Day 657 Saturday October 25th 2014 Hythe (Opposite Harvey’s Sandwich Bar/In front of Waitrose, Time: 1:01-3:21pm) I thought I’d try a bit later this time and see how it went. I got the train at 12 o’clock and got to the ferry just in time, and a different ferry, too. A bigger one than Great Expectations… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 656
Diary Of A Busker Day 656 Friday October 24th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:05-2:35pm, 2. Opposite Pavilion, Time: 2:40-4:50pm). Another day of very reasonable temperature and no wind…and a really crap first session down at Oxfam: £2.20p for half an hour’s playing…and a woman offered me a plastic bottle of Fanta. She didn’t say anything, she just held… Read more →