Diary Of A Busker Day 198 Monday February 20th Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:35-2:45pm). Walking through the Westgate, I can hear the unmistakable thunp, thump/fiddle-de-de sound that can only be from Guy and his folk franchise. And a two minutes later I pass him, at The Buttercross (we nod to each other) and I carry on down to… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 197
Diary Of A Busker Day 197 Friday February 17th Winchester High Street (opposite O2, Time: 4:40-6:20pm). I head down to my favourite spot these days – the crossroads, but see there’s already someone there. It’s a young lady singer, who is barely audible. In fact I thought it was just someone standing waiting to meet someone until I ws about… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 195
Diary Of A Busker Day 195 Friday February 3rd Winchester High Street (opposite Vodafone). Most days when I walk past WH Smiths, there’s a girl I call the Asgard Girl – on account of the placard she holds or rather leans next to her while she’s sitting on the bench reading her book opposite to where I play. Nine… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 194
Diary Of A Busker Day 194 Friday January 27th Winchester High Street (opposite Bellis, Time: 12:50-2:30pm). It’s another bitter (meaning cold) day and I’ve been a bit “under the weather” – whatever that means, so time goes slow… however, today I reacquaint myself with Delia – I thought I might see her as it’s Friday, who I haven’t seen… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 193
Diary Of A Busker Day 193 Thursday January 26th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 1:20-2:20pm, 2. opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:45-4pm). As I’m setting up (on this sunny but cold day) I’m visited by my well-spoken/polite regular, Ian, who works at one of the nearby offices or shops – I don’t know where exactly as I get the impression… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 192
Diary Of A Busker Day 192 Wednesday January 25th Winchester High Street (opposite Card Factory, Time: 1-2:15pm). The weather has been “bad” the last week so I haven’t been out and it’s another grey day today, but at least it’s dry. I pass a young lady (20s) at The Buttercross, singing into a mic with a small amplifier/backing track –… Read more →