Busking
Before I discovered the web (heck, before the web was even invented), I was a busker.
I played mandolin and, later, bouzouki from Ireland to Canada and all across Europe.
In all that time, I never once played in London.
Reading this account of seven Guardian journalists who did, I think I made the right choice.
You can read their field reports, find out how much each one made and, at the end, listen to a sound sample of each.
I can relate to a lot of the experiences:
"Income is provided almost entirely by toddlers mesmerised by such a silly thing. A tug at mum’s sleeve and she, wanting to bring up a nice boy, coughs up (although one child actually removes money. Should be a critic)."
Illustrations
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