20 Comments CherryPie on Dec 7th 2017
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20 Comments CherryPie on Dec 7th 2017
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i like the strong, un-missable reds in the top shot, CP. i have seen them in London and the inside of the glass panels were fully plastered by all kinds of advertisements.
They are quite rare now due to mobile phones. But I love to see them preserved
This will never grow old. I do wonder if the younger generation every know what they are though.
They probably won’t unless they study history…
It’s fun enough to see ONE of these icons, Cherry, but to see 4 in a row, that’s a rare treat. I suppose in their day they must have been important for a busy touristy area like this.
They were important even in rural areas
They were vital for students phoning home, rather than tourists. I used them a lot from 1977 – 81. No other means to keep in touch. No mobiles, no texts, no internet. Things changed quickly.
I rather miss having to walk to a phone box to make a call
Although I’d say “British”… we still have one in our village in Scotland, and quite a few in the countryside around. Some of them even work…
Yes it is British but I was thinking it was thinking of it as very London when I shared the post.
When so many of these have disappeared, it is a rare sight to see four in a row
I was pleased to have spotted them
Sympa cette visite et toujours pleines de charmes ces cabines téléphoniques.
En France, elles sont devenues bien rares.
Bonne journée
Thanks for dropping by and leaving a comment. You have some great photos on your web page
I so love the red booths and I am so glad they keep them in the street. I once saw books in one of them to be taken.
The most interesting one I have seen is by the Flodden Battle field. It is being used as a visitor centre:
http://www.heraldscotland.com/news/13107502.Is_this_world_s_tiniest_tourist_centre_/
I really miss our public phone boxes. I met my then-boyfriend/now-husband in 1969, when he lived in Sydney and I lived in Melbourne. We had no way of speaking together, except by the public phone boxes near our parents’ homes.
What a lovely memory for the two of you
He he… You are not going to believe this!
We actually managed to “steal” some of these and placed them in Malaysia!
My mind is boggling as to how they were transported to Malaysia