Diary Of A Busker Day 511 Saturday February 22nd 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 12:47-2:37pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:30-4:40pm). The sun’s out and I’m in it and can you believe it, it’s too warm! After all those freezing days and now it’s too hot!? Maybe it’s because I’m used to it, but I think the hands work better… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 510
Diary Of A Busker Day 510 Thursday February 20th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 3:35-4:15pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:45-5:20pm, 3. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 5:27-5:53pm). Day three of the shoulder ache. It got off to an OK start: a donation during the first song – Albatross, from an elderly couple – is ELDERLY polite for OLD? Is OLD impolite?… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 509
Diary Of A Busker Day 509 Tuesday February 18th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:40-3:15pm, 2. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 4:05-5:05pm). Woke up with a hurting left shoulder and back…! I’m visited by that old lady I usually see down the other end – probably why I haven’t seen her for awhile. I tell her I got fed up with… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 508
Diary Of A Busker Day 508 Sunday February 16th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 2:18-3:47pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:35-5:12pm). I hadn’t even finished setting up when I noticed a terrible smell, then saw the source: a big blob of bird shite – probably pigeon, on the bottom of my coat. Nice one. I managed to get most of… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 506
Diary Of A Busker Day 506 Thursday February 13th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 12:48-2:03pm). Mandolin John – although I never see him with a mandolin anymore, it’s a guitar now – is shouting at The Butter Cross, again in his dark suit – quite smart, but I think he’s a bit of a nutter…he has to be, doing it… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 505
Diary Of A Busker Day 505 Tuesday February 11th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 1:35-2:55pm). Another very cold day in town. I’ve got those fingerless gloves the old lady gave me. I’m not wearing them but will pop them on if I see her on the approach! The money: slow – about four songs before a donation…and then Albatross, and… Read more →