Diary Of A Busker Day 431 Thursday August 15th (1. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:35-5:05pm, 2. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 5:35-6:35pm). When I get to The Butter Cross, there’s a bunch of brass players promoting tonight’s show at the theatre. Actually, they’re not playing: they’re on a break, or packing up as some of them appear to be… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 430
Diary Of A Busker Day 430 Wednesday August 14th Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:45-5:35pm). As I’m about to sit down and start up, Mandolin John turns up. He doesn’t want to play, though – he did the morning session, he says. He tells me he’s had a bit of bother with his landlord, who’s contacted the police about a bit… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 429
Diary Of A Busker Day 429 Tuesday August 13th Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:15-6pm). On the way down the High Street I bump into Sam carrying his amp and guitar so I ask if he’s about to set up somewhere. He says he’s going home (good!), then he points out the dilapidated state of his gigbag. He’s on the way… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 428
Diary Of A Busker Day 428 Sunday August 11th Winchester (1. Alleyway opposite Marks & Spencer, Time: 2:15-2:31pm, 2. Opposite O2, Time: 2:41-3:35pm, 3. Next to The Slug And Lettuce, Time: 3:40-5:50pm). Both sides of the High Street are lined with metal barriers, with an occasional gap. The reason: Family Cycle Day, but the race isn’t until 4 o’clock, so… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 427
Diary Of A Busker Day 427 Friday August 9th Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:23-3:35pm). During the walk into town – on the Romsey Road, I was unexpectedly joined by one of the High Street Drongos. A little bloke – he’s fairly pleasant, likes the stuff I play and he was in a very chatty mood. He said he’d busked once,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 426
Diary Of A Busker Day 426 Thursday August 8th Winchester High Street (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:06-2:40pm). The first day back here since the day that did my head in. And unlike some other times when I’ve taken a couple of days off, I haven’t missed the High Street at all. I phoned up about my Chichester permit – or rather… Read more →