Diary Of A Busker Day 352 Tuesday April 9th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Bellis. Time: 1::32-3:32pm 2. Opposite Vodafone. Time: 4:30-5:45pm Although I intended to do just an hour spot, as usual I ended up doing more – twice as more in this case, although it certainly wasn’t because I was having a good session, money-wise, because it… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 351
Diary Of A Busker Day 351 Sunday April 7th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 2:33-3:18pm 2. Opposite Vodafone. Time: 3:25-5:15pm I would have gone for the middle spot if not for a young strummer set up nearby. Strangely, I can’t remember what he was crucifying today although it’s just come to me what he was doing the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 350
Diary Of A Busker Day 350 Saturday April 6th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Corner of Monsoon. Time: 11:45-1:45pm 2. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 2:30-4:30pm The street’s pretty full up today; there’s Bob Jackson’s rockabilly trio at The Buttercross, there’s one of those dead still statue people painted all in black, standing on a crate a bit further down, there’s the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 349
Diary Of A Busker Day 349 Friday April 5th 2013 Winchester High Street, corner of Monsoon. Time: 2-3:15pm Temperature: 8.5 degrees. On the way in, I come across the mandolin busker playing under the Westgate – the first time I’ve ever seen anyone playing there. I mean, it’s so far away from the hub of excitement and entertainment; The Buttercross,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 348
Diary Of A Busker Day 348 Tuesday April 2nd 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 1:15-2:15pm 2. Corner of Monsoon. Time: 3-4:30pm That mandolin player is up at Barclays; very windy there, and there are a couple of strummers near the middle spot, so it’s down to C&H which is also very windy and cold although this is… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 347
Diary Of A Busker Day 347 Monday April 1st 2013 Winchester High Street, opposite Vodafone. Time: 2:10-4:10pm I have another chat with Rob, who’s at his usual spot in front of The Buttercross. We get on to the subject of the Timpsons man; Rob says that sometimes he’s alright. In fact, a couple of times, Rob’s actually gone in his… Read more →