Cold weather!!! That was part of the bad memories.

I busked almost every single day. Locally during the week, but on Friday's it was "pay day." I would get up at 6 am, and strap the accordion to my back, get on my motorcycle and head for Waterloo Station. There I would greet the morning rush hour who were most generous with their cash on "pay day."

Hand warmers were an essential part of your gear. And...gloves with open fingertips were standards for everyone who worked outdoors.

Cold weather!!! After a day of busking, you came home to ice water coming out of your faucets when you wanted to clean up. No central heating and no hot water to bathe in if the landlord didn't remember to stoke the fire. No showers...only ice cold, frigid baths. I think that's where I started learning "mind principles." You had to imagine real hard....think that the water was hot as you poured it over you with a bucket. You'd be amazed how after some practice sessions, it really works. One of the rules: what you think in your mind becomes true in your environment. Sorry....I DID promise myself no more mention of "mind principles."