Diary Of A Busker Day 521 Friday March 14th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:15-5:45pm). I wasn’t going to come in today but Ollie hurt his hand so his mother cancelled the lesson – the second one this week that’s been cancelled, along with Tom and Owen’s on Tuesday, as they’ve got to study for their exams, which means I’m… Read more →
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Diary Of A Busker Day 522
Diary Of A Busker Day 522 Saturday March 15th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Bellis, Time: 1:43-2:28pm, 2. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 2:33-4:03pm, 3. Opposite Gieves & Hawkes, Time: 4:48-5:49pm). Mr. Tarrant was playing at the Pavillion spot – I’ll try there later. In the meantime, I can set up around the corner…and so many about, and so little coinage. It was… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 508
Diary Of A Busker Day 508 Sunday February 16th 2014 Winchester (1. Opposite Pavillion, Time: 2:18-3:47pm, 2. Opposite Bellis, Time: 4:35-5:12pm). I hadn’t even finished setting up when I noticed a terrible smell, then saw the source: a big blob of bird shite – probably pigeon, on the bottom of my coat. Nice one. I managed to get most of… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 506
Diary Of A Busker Day 506 Thursday February 13th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 12:48-2:03pm). Mandolin John – although I never see him with a mandolin anymore, it’s a guitar now – is shouting at The Butter Cross, again in his dark suit – quite smart, but I think he’s a bit of a nutter…he has to be, doing it… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 491
Diary Of A Busker Day 491 Saturday January 11th 2014 Winchester (1. Next to Creative Crafts, The Square, Time: 11:20-1:20pm, 2. Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:56-2:47pm). There’s a guy banging on a guitar and singing. He’s got a P.A. and he’s way too loud. I go through the alleyway, past the restaurants. I could set up here: there are a few… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 489
Diary Of A Busker Day 489 Tuesday January 7th 2014 Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 2:17-3:50pm). Near the end of the second song – Girl, one of my nameless regulars – a woman, late 60s: which seems to be the average age of my ‘fans’ – comes up and says ‘I knew it was you’, which I take as a compliment.… Read more →