What happens in the streets of your village / town / city?
We have
> Occasional Farmers Markets


>  Buskers. Intermittently we have:
A group of people who look as if they are direct from the Andes, who play pan pipes, guitar, bass and drums.

A man who plays bagpipes.





A singer/guitarist who likes Dylan.

A saxophonist who cannot play and just does random notes. (No it's not jazz improvisation; it is random notes.)

I haven't seen the accordionists for some time.



> People who harass and accost you, plaguing and pestering you to answer questions, or much more aggressively  to change your energy supplier.


> By far the worst, for me, is one of the Big Issue sellers.
For some reason he calls out "Buuuuuurg Isssuuuuuuue"  I don't know why he says 'berg' instead of 'big'.  He bellows it non-stop, barely a second between each yell, like a looped tape.
As you walk past you will have heard " buuuuuurg  Issuuuuuuue" half a dozen times.
I could do him serious damage.


> I notice that people who want to sell you Sky, or RAC, or energy, or insurance or other bargains, are always on their mobile phone.