Diary Of A Busker Day 173 Monday October 24th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Clinton Cards, Time: 2:58-4:40pm, 2. opposite Card Factory, Time: 5:05-5:35pm). A young shop guy, taking a break, says my pumpkin bucket’s now finally in season. “Yeah, just for one day of the year”, I say. “Well, for a week”, he says. The money’s really slow,… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 126
Diary Of A Busker Day 126 Wednesday July 6th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:07-2:37pm, 2. opposite The Body Shop, Time: 3-4:03pm, 3. Outside Debenhams, Time: 4:15-6:05pm). As usual these days, I head down to the “arse” end to warm up, but am shocked to find someone else there – not outside Debenhams but across the road, playing a… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 101
Diary Of A Busker Day 101 Thursday May 19th Winchester High Street (1. Outside Debenhams, Time: 1:35-3:38pm, 2. Opposite WH Smiths, Time: 4:00-6:35pm.) After the drama in the “Big Smoke” yesterday, anything else was bound to be a let-down, and it was. The usual busking spots were occupied – up at the WH Smiths end by the didgeridoo guy and down… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 85
Diary Of A Busker Day 85 Thursday April 21st Winchester High Street (1. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 11:15-1:15pm, 2. corner of Marks And Spencers, Time: 1:25-4:20pm.) A warm, sunny day and a long session with the only break occuring when I moved from one pitch to the other. Before I set up I take a stroll down the street to… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 72
Diary Of A Busker Day 72 Friday April 2nd Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 3-5:45pm.) A ‘social’ day, in that I had more than the usual number of people coming up to talk – quite often about my guitar, which is still very shiny and well kept, and asking how I am. First up is Bertie the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 68
Diary Of A Busker Day 68 Sunday March 27th Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 4:38-6:20pm.) Spoke for a few minutes with Frank who was, by his own admission, a bit worse for wear, having spent last night talking over old times with an old friend accompanied by a bottle of first class (VSOP) Brandy or… Read more →