Diary Of A Busker Day 490 Wednesday January 8th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:17-4:55pm). Another rainy day – actually, it’d been dry until I started walking in – typical! I start with something I’ve never started with before: the 1st. Gnossienne, in keeping with the downcast weather. In fact I keep it pretty much ‘down’ for awhile: Ne Me… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 489
Diary Of A Busker Day 489 Tuesday January 7th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:17-3:50pm). Near the end of the second song – Girl, one of my nameless regulars – a woman, late 60s: which seems to be the average age of my ‘fans’ – comes up and says ‘I knew it was you’, which I take as a compliment.… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 488
Diary Of A Busker Day 488 Saturday January 4th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Cafe Nero/Bellis, Time: 3:17-4:17pm, 2. Opposite Phase 8, Time: 5:15-6:09pm). A cold and rainy day but at least I’ve got my pick – there’s no one else stupid enough to come out to play – so I can sit undercover in The Pentice…and the first person who… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 487
Diary Of A Busker Day 487 Thursday January 2nd 2014 (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 4:07-5:39pm). First outing of the year. On leaving the house, the weather’s fine: blue sky…which – wouldn’t you know it – darkens considerably as I’m walking into town, and again – wouldn’t you know it – starts raining before the end of the first song – Albatross.… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 486
Diary Of A Busker Day 486 Tuesday December 31st 2013 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 5:38-7:08pm). Being at a loss, due to – for the first time in years – my presence NOT being required for any cabaret gig on New Year’s Eve, I decide to venture forth into town. I’m sure I can do an hour, at least: the temperature’s… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 485
Diary Of A Busker Day 485 Monday December 30th 2013 Winchester (Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:10-5:37pm). A late start as I was sorting out my new 12-string travel guitar which arrived just after lunch, all the way from Erlanger, Kentucky. A cold day – especially at the late hour – but thankfully no wind. If there had been, it would have… Read more →