No one kicked a traffic cone at me.
So I did it.
I went with my banjo, I went busking.
I spent the first couple of hours in an open space but with a fair few people walking past. A kind bunch threw some money at me and I felt pretty good about everything. I could take a sigh of relief, I was doing well. I was on fire.
however I soon realised I was on fire because I hadn’t applied any sun cream. I had a quick break and drank a whole lot of water.
I spent another hour outside the indoor market with lots of people walking past. Of those who didn’t throw money, they did throw me smiles which was just lovely. I was completely relaxed and as I played with the sun beating down on my little head, I realised that I could have done it much sooner. I don’t know why I didn’t. People stopped for a chat, children stopped and danced and a busker even through some money in and said something nice as he walked past. I could do this more often, and ’tis the season to go busking as they say…
A big thank you to my family and friends for being just swell and supporting me. You’re all a bunch of top bananas on the top tree of the tallest mountain.
Playlist is in update mode this evening and I will be back out there tomorrow as long as I’m not too burnt when I wake up 🙂