busking, music, street life

Who ate all the pies?

Me. Whenever I busk at Cathedral Green I always get a coffee (decaf flat white if you’re interested) at The Plant Cafe. These are the good guys in life, amazing coffee who gives a crap loo roll and a selection of ‘lady products’ in the loo and AMAZING looking food.

Anyway, I drank my coffee and chatted with a few of the locals. One guy had been a guitarist and then suffered brain injury so was struggling to play. I felt sad for him as it must be awful to be so changed by something and so suddenly.

After a while more people were about so I started to play. It was already really hot. I had dressed for autumn but it was hot hot hot! One song in I’d taken off my cold weather gear and was playing in my vest; no longer as smart as I wanted to be but needs must.

Time passes quickly when I’m playing and by the time I’d finished I was famished. I always say I’m going to get something to eat from the nice cafe after playing but I never do; not until today. Oh my! I have been missing out. It was a toss up between the beetroot red onion and Brie or the sweet potato, ginger, coconut and dhal. The latter won…. As Arnie says, I’ll be back

busking, Life, music, street life

September Songs

I was back in Exeter today; a crisp and sunny Autumn day. I was really enjoying playing and then I noticed a fake charity seller just up from me and it put me off my stride for a bit. Well I might be wrong but proper charity workers don’t normally put the money straight in their pocket. There’s a lot of them up in Bath, there’s nothing to be done. They give you a leaflet which you have actually bought rather than giving a donation to charity, it’s a loophole. So anyway, I might be wrong. I just don’t like seeing people conned.

I got myself back into the music, after all me getting cross changes nothing. It took a while! I had couple of requests for Joni Mitchell songs today, she’s one of my favourite songwriters so it’s strange that I don’t. I’ll have to rectify that!

After playing at The Face, I thought I’d have a play at Cathedral Green but another busker was about to play. Instead I went up to Lloyd’s Lounge. I haven’t played there since it was redone. It’s a nice spot and I had some lovely comments.

So all in all a lovely day. My plan to get my husband some valve oil was scuppered by a wobbly wheel on my trolley; I was lucky to get it back in one piece to the car park.