Author: Marvin

Day 2743

Day 2743 Friday September 18th 2026 Winchester The high street is choc-a-bloc – there are even two saxophonists, and there’s nowhere for me to set up. While pondering what to do I have a chat with Big Issue Jessica about the keyboard kid and his ancient trilby-hatted dad keeping a watchful slavedriver’s eye on him at opposite side of the… Read more →

Day 2742

Day 2742 Wednesday September 16th 2026 Winchester Out today in a new suit, or more precisely, an old one. A 22 year old M&S one – the “Italian” line – navy blue wool/linen and quite dazzling. I haven’t worn it for donkeys and tried it on this morning and it was so comfortable, I decided to go out with it.… Read more →

Day 2741

Day 2741 Sunday September 13th 2026 Winchester Intermittent rain delayed the session until just after 5 o’clock so there weren’t too many about but still a handful of tables to be entertained. Amazingly, there is some applause (definitely out of towners!) from very early. One man older than me and sitting on his own comes across after Space Oddity and… Read more →

Day 2740

Day 2740 Wednesday September 9th 2026 Southampton Back to the big city (it just can’t keep me away) and set up in front of the mall entrance. And today I’m being very brave because I’ve brought along the mic, intending to do a bit of warbling, and that really is the right word for it. But it has to be… Read more →

Day 2739

Day 2739 Sunday September 6th 2026 Winchester A late afternoon session in the usual Sunday spot…and my rapt audience this time are two young boys belonging to a couple at an Old Vine table. They don’t sit but stand in front or walk about. One says he’s got a guitar and has learnt one song. ‘That’s really good and now… Read more →

Day 2738

Day 2738 Saturday September 5th 2026 Winchester There are Morris dancers everywhere – well, at The Buttercross and in The Square, so I’m down at Nando’s…and it’s very crowded but very slow in the coinage department. Fifteen minutes and I’ve collected 15 pence. I’ll be laughing at this rate. A young woman sits at the Five Guys table on my… Read more →