Diary Of A Busker Day 513 Friday February 28th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 12:55-2:28pm). A sunny but cold session: one and a half hours, straight through…long enough! Two songs in, and I notice that guy who plays all the fast stuff with his guitar on his lap – he’s just sat down on the bench across the way with… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 512
Diary Of A Busker Day 512 Sunday February 23rd 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:18-3:48pm). Three songs in and no donations, then a bloke comes up to ask me all about busking – he’s thinking of trying it. I do my best to dissuade him, and because of the coinage (lack of) situation, he’s sort of got me at a… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 511
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 →
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 507
Diary Of A Busker Day 507 Saturday February 15th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 1:43-2:14pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:45-4:15pm, 3. Opposite Bellis, Time: 5:17-5:47pm). There’s a Drongo camped out near the Bellis spot, and another one down at Vodafone, so I set up in front of the craft shop…Song Of The Day: the first song – Here Comes… 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 →