Carlisle Busker

When we arrived at the car park in Carlisle this morning this chap was playing his accordion with his gloves on. When we were coming home later this afternoon, he was still there (playing the same tune  few chords), I gave him some money and asked for a photo. He looked a bit worried after I took the photo and by the time I got back to Mark and Stewart at the car he had gone quiet and looked busy on his mobile. Must have thought we were trying to get him moved on, poor fellow.
Thanks for the lift lads, Christmas shopping now done.