Diary Of A Busker Day 418 Friday July 25th Winchester (1. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 1:45-3:17pm, 2. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:54-6:30pm). I’m back at the new place, as the High Street’s full up. In fact, even Oxfam’s taken: by, of all people – full-time Big Issue seller/extremely part-time busker, Simon. That’s my secret place – how dare… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 416
Dairy Of A Busker Day 416 Wednesday July 24th Winchester (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:25-6:05pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 6:15-6:44pm). I do really well with the first song – Albatross. It even gets a £5 note, although there might have been some guilt attached: as a bunch of foreign boys walk by, one glances in the bucket (something that really… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 417
Diary Of A Busker Day 417 Thursday July 25th Winchester (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:25-3:25pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:57-6pm). I’m still not getting Danny Boy/Londonderry Air right. I completely messed up the end of the ‘C’ section. The first bit was OK, though. After the next song – Ol’ Man River (I messed up a bit of that one,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 415
Diary Of A Busker Day 415 Tuesday July 23rd Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:32-3:32pm, 2. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:51-5:05pm). An amazing occurance: a few songs in, and a couple sitting at the table across the way start clapping. Firstly, after Wouldn’t It Be Nice, then after the next one – Can’t Help Falling In Love, in fact for that… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 414
Diary Of A Busker Day 414 Monday July 22nd Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:07-3:07pm). There are quite a few out today: near The Butter Cross, a man playing The Winner Takes It All on a big flute over a backing track. My goodness, what a miserable song! At Vodafone, two young Italian-looking blokes – language students? – sitting down with… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 413
Diary Of A Busker Day 413 Sunday July 21st Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:49-5:12pm). That short-haired, French (I think) accented lady in her mid-sixties (I reckon) who I see around, gives me a £10 note – amazing! Of course I do the usual ‘That’s a lot of money, do you want change? – I give change, you know’ thing. She… Read more →