Tag: Marvin B Naylor

Diary Of A Busker Day 240

Diary Of A Busker Day 240 Wednesday May 30th 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:52-3:05pm At the top end of the High Street, Carol insists, despite my protestations, that I accept two pound coins, so the day gets off to a good start before I’ve even started playing. There’s no one else out today so, where to set… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 238

Diary Of A Busker Day 238 Friday May 25th 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Cheltenham & Gloucester Building Society, Time: 2:10-2:50pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:54-3:12pm  Kai is violin-ing it in between The Buttercross and the crossroads. I ask him how it’s going. Very slow, he hasn’t been here long but might pack up soon. He says it’s warm… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 237

Diary Of A Busker Day 237 Wednesday May 23rd 2012 Winchester High Street 1. Opposite Phase Eight, Time: 1:30-3:10pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:03-5:17pmI get no contributions for the first fifteen minutes. I don’t know why; it’s a nice sunny day, people should be in a good mood (good = charitable?…maybe not). I play The Third Man then another song… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 235

Diary Of A Busker Day 235 Saturday May 19th 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:50-5:40pm I don’t usually come in on Saturdays. I was going to come in yesterday but due to having to wait in for a delivery of busking CDs, I couldn’t make it. In fact I could have, since the delivery guy came at 9… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 233

Diary Of A Busker Day 233 Tuesday May 15th 2012 Winchester High Street Opposite Vodafone, Time: 1:42-3:01pmAs I begin my set, with Albatross, I notice a man sitting on the bench about 30 feet to my right. I’ve seen him a few times and I remember him because just after I started busking in Winchester he gave me a £10… Read more →

Diary Of A Busker Day 232

Diary Of A Busker Day 232 Sunday May 13th 2012 Winchester High Street Corner of Marks & Spencers, Time: 3:33-5:40pm A few feet in front of The Buttercross and facing down the High Street is Tony, Winchester’s premier sax player. As I walk by I think I wouldn’t mind a photo of him for my album. I stop, get my… Read more →