Diary Of A Busker Day 450 Wednesday September 18th 2013 Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:17-2:57pm, 2. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:35-5:05pm). I’m always super-grateful – even sociable – to any day’s first contributors. One of today’s is a man munching on a hot dog as he contributes. I say ‘That looks tasty’, and he doesn’t reply, he just walks off.… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 449
Diary Of A Busker Day 449 Monday September 16th 2013 Winchester (1. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:05-1:35pm, 2. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, The Square, Time: 1:50-2:35pm). The Butter Cross is still fenced off – I don’t know what’s going on, or is about to go on with that, but there is a bloke setting up. He’s got a speaker,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 447
Diary Of A Busker Day 447 Thursday September 12th 2013 Chichester (1. Opposite Marks & Spencer, North Street, Time: 12:40-2:20pm, 2. Outside HSBC bank, The Cross, Time: 2:50-5:30pm). The day got off to a bad start – and that was even before I started playing. The idiot who I bought the train ticket from at Winchester station yesterday put the… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 446
Diary Of A Busker Day 446 Tuesday September 10th 2013 (1. The Butter Cross, Time: 1:45-1:49pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 2-3pm, 3. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 3:08-4:18pm). On the way down the High Street – there he is: Chris ‘I think you should get a life’ RAC man. He asks me how it went in Chichester last week. I say it… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 445
Diary Of A Busker Day 445 Monday September 9th 2013 Winchester (1. Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:05-2:10pm, 2. Entrance to the alleyway opposite Marks & Spencer, Time: 2:30-3:05pm). I get through one song – La Vie En Rose, during which I start thinking about Marie-Therese – she loved that song, and I think – ‘I’m already thinking about her, and quite… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 444
Diary Of A Busker Day 444 Friday September 6th 2013 Winchester (Opposite Nero/Bellis, Time: 2:30-4:50pm). On the way down the High Street, I pass those two homeless/Drongo/buskers, sitting outside the abandoned JJB shop. They don’t look like they’re in any rush to start playing, so I set up – not at The Butter Cross, but just inside The Pentice: the… Read more →