Diary Of A Busker Day 100 Wednesday May 18th, London (Hungerford Foot Bridge, Time: 1:45-4pm). A landmark day – my hundreth, which finishes in an appropriately memorable way. My session up here in the Big Smoke – the second in as many weeks, was due to my attendance at the unveiling of a restored statue of Frydyric Chopin, which… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 99
Diary Of A Busker Day 99 Tuesday May 17th Winchester High Street (1. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 1:21-2:43pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 3:05-5:13pm.) I pass Frank, accordioning in a spot I’ve not seen him at before, half-way down the high street, at the crossroads. He’s (usually) always at The Buttercross or at the other end, at… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 98
Diary Of A Busker Day 98 Monday May 16th Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 1:30-6:05pm.) One of my regulars, the man with two wives turns up just after I start. What has he got to say for himself, the greedy man. “Saw Lady Ga Ga on the telly last night. She’s getting good, isn’t she?”… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 97
Diary Of A Busker Day 97 Sunday May 15th Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths, Time: 2:55-5:25pm.) Busking on a Sunday is a rare occurance for me – God and I rest on a Sunday. But an hour or two won’t do any harm, I reckon. Emerging from the Westgate, I can already see quite a few people about,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 94
Diary Of A Busker Day 94 Monday May 9th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Clinton Cards, Time: 1:35-2:45pm, 2. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 2:50-6:05pm.) I see Frank sitting on the bench outside WH Smiths, without accordion and also without dog. “You not playing today, Frank?” “No, just people watching. Colin (trumpeteering busker – always with a helpful… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 93
Diary Of A Busker Day 93 Saturday May 7th Ladbroke Grove, London (outside The Elgin public house, Time: 1-5:45pm) A curious one, this – something of a hybrid in that it’s a combination of a ‘proper’ gig, for which I received payment! – unusual in London, I have to say, to the eternal shame of 99% of landlords – and a busking session.… Read more →