Diary Of A Busker Day 72 Friday April 2nd Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 3-5:45pm.) A ‘social’ day, in that I had more than the usual number of people coming up to talk – quite often about my guitar, which is still very shiny and well kept, and asking how I am. First up is Bertie the… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 71
Diary Of A Busker Day 71 Thursday March 31st Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 2:34-5:50pm) A session of admiral length down at the noisy corner – no Bertie the flowerman, only his young helper – “THREE FOR A PAANND!” or “numbnuts” as Bertie calls him. To the ‘happenings’, as they used to say in the old… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 70
Diary Of A Busker Day 70 Wednesday March 30th Winchester High Street (opposite Clinton Cards, Time: 2:50-4:40pm.) It’s that peculiar weather where it’s raining but it isn’t – it’s drizzle, I think it’s called. I take my chances and come into town. If I can get in the covered bit, I’ll do an hour or so…and, yes, I’m able to get… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 69
Diary Of A Busker Day 69 Tuesday March 29th Winchester High Street (1. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 1:28-3pm, 4:45-5:15pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 3:05-4:05pm.) I set up and collect £2 almost straight away then it starts to rain. I rig down and take shelter opposite near Bertie the flowerman who again asks me where I’m from.… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 67
Diary Of A Busker Day 67 Thursday March 24th Winchester High Street (1. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 2:20-3:45pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 3:50-5:42pm.) The weather was fine today, though not much else was. I played for an hour and a half and took only £3.70 and I’m immediately transported back to October last year when I… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker ~ Day 66
Diary Of A Busker Day 66 Wednesday March 23rd Winchester High Street (1. opposite Vodaphone, Time: 11:38-2pm, 2. opposite Marks And Spencer, Time: 2:38-4:10pm.) It’s Wednesday – Market Day. There’s a lady fiddling with her violin – a fiddler?, opposite Marks And Spencer and a guy sitting on a bench halfway up the high street blasting out La Bumba or… Read more →