Diary Of A Busker Day 457 Tuesday October 1st 2013 Winchester (Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 1:18-3:18pm). I’m not going to overdo it today, as I’ve booked myself into Chichester tomorrow from 11:30-5:30, and that’ll be the usual marathon of at least 4 hours of playing. My 80 years ‘young’ regular, Ian, is talking to someone near where I’m setting up and… Read more →
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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 432
Diary Of A Busker Day 432 Friday August 16th Winchester (Opposite Vodafone, Time: 4:15-6:15pm). There’s no one around the Butter Cross area, but I was there an hour and a half yesterday, so somewhere else maybe…and down at Vodafone, Madeleine is just leaving. I enquire how she’s done and she says she’s been there an hour and has made ‘enough… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 431
Diary Of A Busker Day 431 Thursday August 15th (1. Opposite Bellis/O2, Time: 3:35-5:05pm, 2. Next to The Slug & Lettuce, Time: 5:35-6:35pm). When I get to The Butter Cross, there’s a bunch of brass players promoting tonight’s show at the theatre. Actually, they’re not playing: they’re on a break, or packing up as some of them appear to be… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 427
Diary Of A Busker Day 427 Friday August 9th Winchester (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:23-3:35pm). During the walk into town – on the Romsey Road, I was unexpectedly joined by one of the High Street Drongos. A little bloke – he’s fairly pleasant, likes the stuff I play and he was in a very chatty mood. He said he’d busked once,… Read more →
Diary Of A Busker Day 426
Diary Of A Busker Day 426 Thursday August 8th Winchester High Street (Opposite Oxfam, Time: 1:06-2:40pm). The first day back here since the day that did my head in. And unlike some other times when I’ve taken a couple of days off, I haven’t missed the High Street at all. I phoned up about my Chichester permit – or rather… Read more →