Tag: Guitar Lessons

Diary Of A Busker Day 476

Diary Of A Busker Day 476 Monday November 18th 2013 Winchester (1. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 1:30-2:32pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:38-3:08pm). At The Butter Cross, there’s a guy banging out Wild World. I’ve seen him before but don’t know his name and I’m too unsociable to wait till he’s finished to ask! Further down near Vodafone,… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 475

Diary Of A Busker Day 475 Sunday November 17th 2013 Winchester (1. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 2:08-3:09pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 3:25-4:55pm). There’s a guy who looks like he’s come down from a mountain, playing the bagpipes in front of the Christmas tree at The Butter Cross…and at Vodafone, a bunch of young people. I don’t want… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 473

Diary Of A Busker Day 473 Friday November 15th 2013 Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:47-2:55pm). A cold and windy day, despite the sun. Then again, it’s now the middle of November. I have a brief chat with Big Issue Monica. I’ve stopped buying from her, as she’s got a home in Portsmouth! She moans about stuff even more than I… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 472

Diary Of A Busker Day 472 Wednesday November 13th 2013 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:40-4:40pm.) I’d been there only five minutes when who should turn up but Shirley and Eric, in a wheelchair (Eric, not Shirley). Of course, I saw Shirley not long ago, but I hadn’t seen Eric since well before his heart attack, and that was ages ago.… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 471

Diary Of A Busker Day 471 Tuesday November 12th 2013 Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:35-2:05pm, 2. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 2:16-3:01pm.) Everywhere’s full!: an old rocker banging out Hey Joe at The Butter Cross, a guy on a Spanish guitar around the corner from Vodafone – in fact, it was only after I’d set up and… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 470

Diary Of A Busker Day 470 Saturday November 9th 2013 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:18-4:20pm). A cold day but at least there’s hardly any wind: the difference between bearable and agonising. There’s also no one else about. No one else playing, that is: there are loads of people – parents/kids. For the first 10 minutes a young boy with Downs… Read more →