Diary Of A Busker Day 107 Tuesday May 31st Winchester High Street (corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 11:00-1:40pm, 2:07-4:15pm.) An earlier start than usual as I would like to finish before 6 o’clock for a change. I haven’t been playing two minutes when I hear someone else playing, quite near and very loud. I look up the road… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 105
Diary Of A Busker Day 105 Friday May 27th Winchester High Street (1. opposite The Body Shop, Time: 11:55-2:25pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 2:45-4:05pn.) In this weeks edition of the Hampshire Chronicle, out yesterday, appeared some more excerpts from this diary, and they put my name on the front page this time. I get a few people coming up/passing by… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 104
Diary Of A Busker Day 104 Wednesday May 25th Winchester High Street (opposite Clinton Cards, Time: 2:05-5:27pm.) An old lady (a potential “regular”?) gives me a pound and says she doesn’t like the music of today, neither do I, I say, but then we’re not 20, either of us, are we? She goes away, comes back 5 minutes later,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 103
Diary Of A Busker Day 103 Sunday May 22nd Winchester High Street (1. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 12:40-1:12pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 4:05-6:05pm.) These days there seems to be as many people in town as on any other day, and as I didn’t come in yesterday… I take the obligatory reconnaissance to see who’s in the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 99
Diary Of A Busker Day 99 Tuesday May 17th Winchester High Street (1. corner of Marks And Spencer, Time: 1:21-2:43pm, 2. opposite WH Smiths, Time: 3:05-5:13pm.) I pass Frank, accordioning in a spot I’ve not seen him at before, half-way down the high street, at the crossroads. He’s (usually) always at The Buttercross or at the other end, at… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day ~ 97
Diary Of A Busker Day 97 Sunday May 15th Winchester High Street (opposite WH Smiths, Time: 2:55-5:25pm.) Busking on a Sunday is a rare occurance for me – God and I rest on a Sunday. But an hour or two won’t do any harm, I reckon. Emerging from the Westgate, I can already see quite a few people about,… Read more →