busking, Life, music

Small Town Girl

We’re on a sort of Working Holiday. Camping in an amazing campsite near Looe and busking.

Yesterday we were in Looe. My husband went first and charmed the locals and tourists alike with his amazing voice and trumpet. By the time it was my turn to play I admitted to our little girl that I was worried people might not like my stuff. She’s like a little one person cheerleading team, she was sure people would like it. I was also a bit on the back foot as this is where I grew up. Lots of memories, like most people, some of them good, some of them not so much!

I had already bumped in to an old school friend, we sat at the same table in top infants! And I’d popped in to see another school friend who I’d not seen since I was pregnant. That helped take the nerves away. As always though, once I start playing I lose myself in the songs and just enjoy it.

Today I was in Polperro while Jerri and our little one had a quiet day. I tried (unsuccessfully) to find the house my friend used to live in. All the houses in this part of the world seem to be clinging to cliff faces and ravines as if a giant picked them up and shoved them all in to the cracks; it’s beautiful. I played in the shade and it was surprisingly cold; I stoped when my fingers went numb! I loved it though. I shall get back.

Life

Getting back to my roots

Its the Exeter Street Music doo today. I’m not playing as my husband’s away and I’ve got the little one. I did think about going in to see what’s going down but it seemed like a far quieter day was in order.

A scavenger hunt / walk up to The Turf for some fine coffee, and better yet we bumped into a friend. They asked if I ever played there, I haven’t but I wouldn’t say no!

Anyway after a bit of shopping as it was a bit mother Hubbard at home the little one is watching Charlie and The Chocolate Factory (Depp) and I’ve bitten the mullet and am sorting out my roots; it’s been a long time coming. If the next time you see me I have short hair you’ll know it’s all gone horribly wrong. 😳😱😳😱

busking, street life

Waiting to play #2

The transformation of Newton Abbot is in full swing. It could be a noisy one today – I’m waiting to see. Not that there’s a thing I can do about it. I’m here and unless they are literally demolishing stuff today I’ll see how it goes.

It was a struggle to get here today, mind you, early starts on Tuesdays always are; I work late teaching on a Monday and I’m rarely asleep before midnight. So anyway, while I wait and see, I’ve managed to get the costume items for the little ones school play (hurrah!) and some more hair grips. Seriously, that’s the business to be in, I must get through hundreds every year-where do they go!?

Town in filing up with people, men talking about football…. was there a game last night? 😂😂

busking, street life

Strange day

I was in Newton Abbot today it drizzled all day. I know I always go in about the weather but it’s pretty important to the busker!

Anyway, the town centre was pretty empty – no surprise there, who goes into town unless they have to on a rainy day? Thing is, I was there already, it wasn’t raining hard and I wanted to try out some songs. Also my wonderful husband had restrung my guitar so it was sounding lovely. I’d played maybe 5 songs when an older gentleman took a bad fall in the street. A whole bunch of us went over to help and the paramedics were there shortly. So he was on my mind.

After that it took quite a while to get into my stride. Actually I don’t think I did, between that and the rain it felt almost like I was outside of myself somehow. So I cut it short. Packed up, allowed the guitar to ‘air’ in the van, bought the girl new wellies and some bedding for the gerbils then back home to get the washing in. Some days are like that.

busking, street life

Good times

I dashed out of town, hot footing it with my trolley (no mean feat!) and had 10 minutes to spare … sitting outside of the school in the glorious shade and cool of my van playing my guitar. How many people can say that after work, they happily carry on with ‘work’ just because…. I’m so lucky to have the life I have.

It’s been so hot today (Yey!!) that I’ve needed to tune the guitar just about every song, and the little one needed sunscreen at school so I’ve ended up with a proper comedy suntan!

Anyway I’ve been working on The Smiths, Please please please let me get what I want. I’m playing it in D with the capo on the second unlike the original … we’ll see, I might yet change my mind, Key of D chords suit my guitar better somehow… anyhow here is a slightly out of tune snippet of my pre-school-pick-up noodlings….