Diary Of A Busker Day 122 Wednesday June 29th Winchester High Street (1. outside Debenhams, Time: 2:22-3:40pm, 5:24-6:23pm, 2. opposite The Body Shop, Time: 4:10-5:14pm). A day spent mainly at Debenhams with a change of scenery in the middle. No sign of rain today and my playing has improved from yesterday. I’m still struggling, (as Anthony would say), with… Read more →
Author: Marvin
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 121
Diary Of A Busker Day 121 Tuesday June 28th Winchester High Street (outside Debenhams, Time: 11:35-1:40pm, 2:10-4:24pm). I return to the High Street after a five day break, the reason being I was offered (and accepted) a “gig” playing in a covers band at a wedding at Beaulieu on Saturday. For playing a set of just over an hour, I… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 120
Diary Of A Busker Day 120 Thursday June 23rd Winchester High Street (1. outside Debenhams, Time: 10:40-12:40pm, 2. opposite Vodafone, Time; 1:15-2pm, 3. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 2:10-2:25pm, 4. opposite The Body Shop, Time: 2:30-4:35pm.) I make an early start – to go through a couple of “numbers” (Cavatina, Georgia On My Mind) before the crowd builds up. I… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 119
Diary Of A Busker Day 119 Tuesday June 21st Winchester High Street (1. opposite The Body Shop, Time: 12:30-3:01pm, 2. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 3:13-5:30pm.) It’s 20 minutes until my first “customer” – Delia, comes along. I get up to speak to her, “Oh, you don’t have to stand up for me.” “Yes I do, I need… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 117
Diary Of A Busker Day 117 Sunday June 19th Winchester High Street (outside Debenhams, Time: 1:57-4:14pm.) Coming through the Westgate and into the high street I hear a loud rock, or in this case “rawk” sound, then, straining my eyes, notice a seated, cowboy hatted figure. It can only mean one thing, it’s Rob – the American music playing Englishman, from… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 116
Diary Of A Busker Day 116 Saturday June 18th Winchester High Street (outside Debenhams, Time: 5:10-6:05pm.) I never usually go busking on a Saturday, but after 23 years, today is Bertie the flower seller’s last day in Winchester – he’s taking his trade to Romsey, so I’ve come mainly to say goodbye. I’ve had to wait till quite late to come… Read more →