Diary Of A Busker Day 442 Monday September 2nd 2013 Winchester (1. The Butter Cross, Time: 2:30-4pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 4:25-5:10pm, 3. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 5:17-6:02pm). I’m getting really brave these days: when I come in and see The Butter Cross free, I don’t bother about going somewhere less conspicuous to warm up anymore…I set up! Actually, there area… Read more →
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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 412
Diary Of A Busker Day 412 Saturday July 20th Winchester (1. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:18-4:23pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 4:35-5:40pm). The 5th song of the day – Girl, is, ahem…Song Of The Day(!), as it secured a CD sale – certainly welcome, as before that, I had only one contribution. The lucky buyer? – a foreign man in his 50s,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 408
Diary Of A Busker Day 408 Tuesday July 16th Winchester High Street (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 12:12-1:12pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:23-2:26pm, 3. Opposite Bellis, Time: 2:50-4:10pm). There are four Greenpeace charity blokes, or, to use that silly modern word – chuggers, all quite close together, around the Butter Cross area. As I plonk my bags down, the one with… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 368
Diary Of A Busker Day 368 Thursday May 16th 2013 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Bellis. Time: 12:20-1:37pm 2. Opposite Oxfam. Time: 1:50-2:25pm One of my nameless old lady regulars says she would give me something but all she has is a £20 note, which she produces and waves in front of me, and this is just a few minutes… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 317
Diary Of A Busker Day 317 Tuesday January 15th 2013 Winchester High Street, opposite Vodafone. Time: 2:17-2:47pm Probably the shortest day I’ve done, due – much like the other day – to a light yet extremely chilling breeze. And no one wants to know. In fact, after no less than five songs there’s not one penny and I’m thinking “Is… Read more →