3 October 1997 - BUSKER
I've been rather upset by the reactions of passers-by to my busking. Yesterday, for example, I was playing a special version of that Macarena song when, by pure coincidence, the fat one out of the two blokes that sang Macarena, walked by.
He started accusing me of stealing all his best ideas, and actually tried to take the £4.57 I'd already earned. I fought him for it, and eventually pushed him to the ground. He wandered off, swearing that he would return.