Diary Of A Busker Day 397 Friday July 5th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 11:55-1:25pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:48-2:48pm). ‘Maurice’ and his very loud voice (back to normal after a being croaky for a few days) turn up as I’m setting up. He puts a £2 coin in the bucket, then a 20p coin, then says ‘There,… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 396
Diary Of A Busker Day 396 Thursday July 4th Winchester/Basingstoke. Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 1:07-1:55pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:13-3:51pm). Basingstoke (Entrance to Festival Place). I come into the High Street just as Demelza (for it is she) is starting a set, and as I wanted to set up here – because I want to give the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 395
Diary Of A Busker Day 395 Wednesday July 3rd (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:07-3:07pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:32-5:02pm). Young Sam’s at his usual Butter Cross residence. I’ve never seen him anywhere else. I bet if I did, I wouldn’t recognise him! I was at The Butter Cross spot and also at the crossroads spot yesterday, so I head down… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 394
Diary Of A Busker Day 394 Tuesday July 2nd Winchester High Street Another slow day. It’s not until the 5th song, after 15 minutes, before the 1st donation – a pound coin. It’s from Faye, who, being about 50, qualifies as one of my younger regulars. And then not much for another few minutes. A woman smiles at me from… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 393
Diary Of A Busker Day 393 Thursday June 27th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:20-3:05pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:18-4:27pm). A long first set: an hour and 3/4, followed by a short break, then down to Oxfam. An old guy from the north tells me he’s ‘been to many towns but you’re the best-dressed busker’!! And I think,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 392
Diary Of A Busker Day 392 Wednesday June 26th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 4:01-5:05pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 5:14-5:37pm). There are two 18(?) year old girls, near The Butter Cross. One’s playing a yellow ukulele and one’s playing a blue ukulele. They’re collecting money – quite a lot, in a woollen cap, so that spot’s out…and near… Read more →