Tag: Hampshire

Diary Of A Busker Day 438

Diary Of A Busker Day 438 Tuesday August 27th 2013 Winchester (1. Opposite LK Bennett, Time: 3:17-4:18pm, 2. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 4:25-5:27pm). When I was making the weekly coinage deposit at the bank, there was a man and woman busking outside the derelict JB Sports shop, so I thought I’d give it a go there, having… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 436

Diary Of A Busker Day 436 Saturday August 24th Winchester (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 3:28-4:28, 2. In front of The Butter Cross, Time: 4:33-6pm). On the way to the High Street, I popped into the Royal Hotel to check out where I have to play for someone’s 60th birthday party tomorrow. The man at the reception, who showed me where… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 433

Diary Of A Busker Day 433 Sunday August 18th, Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:10-2:15pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:45-3:45pm, 3. In front of The Butter Cross, Time: 3:55-5:06pm). At The Butter Cross: two young blokes banging on small drums, and down at the crossroads: the legend known as Frank. Down at Oxfam, I pass an almost bus-free hour, as… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 429

Diary Of A Busker Day 429 Tuesday August 13th Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:15-6pm). On the way down the High Street I bump into Sam carrying his amp and guitar so I ask if he’s about to set up somewhere. He says he’s going home (good!), then he points out the dilapidated state of his gigbag. He’s on the way… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 426

Diary Of A Busker Day 426 Thursday August 8th Winchester High Street (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:06-2:40pm). The first day back here since the day that did my head in. And unlike some other times when I’ve taken a couple of days off, I haven’t missed the High Street at all. I phoned up about my Chichester permit – or rather… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 424

Diary Of A Busker Day 424 Saturday August 3rd Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2:05-4:10pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:45-5:44pm). Before starting the usual slog, I go into O’Neill’s to play for a bit. This came about last week when I was having the annual 2 pints of Guinness during the annual evening out, while Doll and Jude are off… Read more →