Category: Busking

Diary Of A Busker Day 2425 Saturday August 24th 2024 Winchester.   A late start – after 4 o’clock, due to surprise, sur-fucking-prise, the rain. But I was determined to get a set in, besides, I promised Claire I’d make it in today if there wasn’t rain, or whenever it stopped.  Once again, the top spot is free and today… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 2424 Friday August 23rd 2024 Winchester.   The first time out for a few days due to inclement weather. The Buttercross is free…and who appears straight away as if she was hiding behind the monument just waiting for me to arrive? It’s Claire, the old lady who can dance for England. She was about the… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 2433 Tuesday August 13th 2024 Winchester.   I mentioned the psychedelic double-neck a few days ago…so I decided to play it in town, and I’m pretty sure I only ever played it in town once before, which was just after the paint job was done which must have been 2011. Straight away, it got attention.… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 2419 Friday August 9th 2024 Winchester.   First time out with an electric 12-string – the red Burns Double-Six. Tell a lie, I took the psychedelic double-neck out once, just after it was painted but that would have been in 2012 and so long ago it doesn’t count! There’s a young bloke singing opera stuff… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 2412 Tuesday July 30th 2024 Winchester.   Only mad dogs and mad fingerstyle guitarists go out in the midday sun, especially on the hottest day of the year…so far. It was 30 celsius. I found a bit of shade at the Buttercross and, jacketless, struck up the old Sigma 12 string, but it was very… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 2396 Thursday June 27th 2024 The Square, Winchester.    If you hang around long enough you’ll meet the world and his wife…or at least the friend of an ex-wife of a Beatle, who holds his phone towards me so she can hear me play a song her ex-husband wrote.   I’d just done an hour… Read more →