On the school run this morning I stopped and photographed one of the diminishing number of telephone kiosks. As much as I love their Englishness I must admit the ubiquity of a mobile(cell) phone combined with a warm car is a big step up from trying to have a conversation in what is in this case a rather smelly freezer.....mind you I would have to remember to charge the battery of my phone first.
Monday, 6 December 2010
Deep freeze.
On the school run this morning I stopped and photographed one of the diminishing number of telephone kiosks. As much as I love their Englishness I must admit the ubiquity of a mobile(cell) phone combined with a warm car is a big step up from trying to have a conversation in what is in this case a rather smelly freezer.....mind you I would have to remember to charge the battery of my phone first.
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Answering it would be the next step!!
Steady now your Lordship,one step at a time.
Nothing a good swilling out with a bottle of Dettol wouldn't fix. Great pic, makes me homesick though.
Pre-cell phone days, the need for calls from one of those boxes was always discovered about 150 miles away from a) a shop where I could buy some fags, and b) a public loo.
Frank Muir once said that when you approached one of those boxes, you always found yourself walking round at least four sides before you found the door...
That the Raby village one ?,you sure it was the school run and not the Wheatsheaf pub run.
Albert...nicked!
as a rule you dont speak on the phone...do you still have a mobile phone?
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