Month: March 2026

Day 2672

Day 2672 Monday March 30th 2026 Winchester It’s a full house, probably due to it being the first day of half-term, meaning there are loads of kids about, meaning more coinage (“mummy, can I have some money to give to that man with the guitar?” – we’ll see). So, from top ‘o the town to the bottom – that middle-aged… Read more →

Day 2671

Day 2671 Monday March 23rd 2026 Winchester The young bloke on the keyboard seems to have monopolised the top spot. No matter, on Mondays, Dave the flower seller isn’t at his spot opposite M&S, so I can set up…and it gets off to a cracking start – I sell a £10 CD before I even start playing! It’s to a… Read more →

Day 2670

Day 2670 Saturday March 21st 2026 Winchester There’s a middle-aged bloke singing at MY weekend spot, The Square. How dare he?! I won’t be beaten, though, because just down the road there’s a sunny spot next to the phone box and that’ll do me. I got a 50p coin during the first song, Albatross, but that was it for awhile.… Read more →

Day 2669

Day 2669 Friday March 20th 2026 Winchester It’s warming up and I’m back with my beloved white Saint Hilaire summer jacket. There’s a young bloke on the keyboard up from the Buttercross, now totally hidden by scaffolding, so I go to The Square – not much happening…a couple of tables outside the Old Vine and Three Joes and some middle-aged… Read more →

Day 2668

Day 2668 Tuesday March 17th 2026 Winchester A sunny day and another bikeless sojourn into town. I set up at the crossroads and immediately regret it – the wind is ferocious but I can’t be arsed to rig down and go somewhere else, even though it would take me less than four minutes. I mean, it might be windy any… Read more →

Day 2667

Day 2667 Monday March 16th 2026 Winchester Once again I’m on foot into town as walking is better exercise than the bike and the 12-string’s light enough. It’d be a real struggle with the electric. It’s the flower seller’s day off so I set up at the alleyway entrance opposite Marks & Sparks, first checking to see there aren’t any… Read more →