Diary Of A Busker Day 137 Friday July 29th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Zoo Jewellery, Time: 11:58-1:58pm., 2. opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:55-5:35pm.) I return to the High Street after a break of 5 days – to give my thumb a rest, however it doesn’t seem to have been a long enough break but I can’t not play – I… Read more →
Tag: French
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 127
Diary Of A Busker Day 127 Thursday July 7th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Clinton Cards, Time: 12:20-12:50pm, 1:55-3:30pm, 2. opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:10-4:30pm, 3. outside Debenhams, Time: 5-5:55pm). A short set to begin with then I’m off to the St. Lawrence church – about a minute’s walk away, to the piano recital by 19 year old Jason Lam. The… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 102
Diary Of A Busker Day 102 Friday May 20th Winchester High Street (1. opposite Phase 8, Time: 12:55-1:45pm, 2. opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:50-6:05pm.) Frank and his accordion have settled down near where the market ends, halfway up the high street now, so I set up between him and WH Smiths. I play for almost an hour but get only… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 95
Diary Of A Busker Day 95 Thursday May 12th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodaphone, Time: 1:58-4pm, 4:32-6pm.) I’ve had a three day break but now it’s time to go back to “work”. As I approach The Buttercross I notice a man wearing sunglasses, a hat and a blue boilersuit sitting down against the monument, a two wheel cart next… 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 84
Diary Of A Busker Day 84 Tuesday April 19th Winchester High Street, (1. opposite Clarks, Time: 1:45-3:25pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 4:50-6:40pm.) I’ve just sat down and tuned the guitar when one of my regulars turns up. He says he’s seen our friend Marie Therese, the long burgundy coated French lady. “Oh yes, she wants me to go to… Read more →