Diary Of A Busker Day 17 Wednesday December 29th Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths) Time: 12:10 – 3:10pm. Continuing mild weather = a long session! Played more or less non-stop, although the air was quite damp – my yellow guitar dusting cloth was more wet than dry after awhile. Familiars such as ‘Ragtime’ Phillip stopped to say ‘hello’, also Marika,… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 16
Diary Of A Busker Day 16 Friday December 24th Winchester High Street (down from WH Smiths) Time: 1:15 – 4pm. A mild day, for once! So mild, in fact, that I was able to play for over 2 1/2 hours with no more than three 5 minute breaks. my set up time is no more than four minutes, including tuning… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 15
Diary Of A Busker Day 15 Thursday December 23rd Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths) Time: 12:30 – 2pm. Got to the High Street at 11:30, but had to hang around for an hour before a spot became vacant – many buskers and beggars about. Salvation Army quartet in front of the Christmas tree, Rob – I found out his… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 14
Diary Of A Busker Day 14 Wednesday December 22nd Winchester High Street (down from WH Smiths, opposite WH Smiths) Time:11:30 – 12:30, 2:20 – 3:50pm. A ‘double-header’ – my first! I got to town earlier, as I wanted to finish earlier but on arriving, there were two young guys strumming Slades’ “Here it is Merry Christmas” or whatever it’s called,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 12
Diary Of A Busker Day 12 Monday December 20th Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths) Time: 2:20 – 3:10pm. I wasn’t going to go out because of the snow, but you never know with this busking lark what’s going to happen. Turned out to be not bad at all, money-wise – £16.80 is a record profit, and for under an… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 6
Diary Of A Busker Day 6 Saturday November 6th Southampton City Centre Pitch B Time: 11:50 – 3:10pm. I was booked to play on Pitch A which is an exposed position in front of the clock tower and in the middle of the pedestrian pavement. So, after exchanging greetings with the two jovial flower sellers (they’d certainly been on the… Read more →