Whhoo hooo, I just spent three glorious hours on the streets of Coventry blowing my little heart out!
The sun was shining, there was hardly any wind and the streets were full of people. What more could a busker want? Not much really. I had some lovely comments on tune choice and a couple on my tone. One little old lady came up to me as I was packing up and said with a dead straight face "It's your fault!" "Oh, sorry," I said, "what is?" She replied "I should have left town and hour and a half ago, but I just couldn't stop listening to you. Lovely!" she threw in some coins and wandered away chuckling to herself.
I walked back to my car with a very broad grin!
The sun was shining, there was hardly any wind and the streets were full of people. What more could a busker want? Not much really. I had some lovely comments on tune choice and a couple on my tone. One little old lady came up to me as I was packing up and said with a dead straight face "It's your fault!" "Oh, sorry," I said, "what is?" She replied "I should have left town and hour and a half ago, but I just couldn't stop listening to you. Lovely!" she threw in some coins and wandered away chuckling to herself.
I walked back to my car with a very broad grin!