Saturday, April 09, 2011

The fall of the great British phone box - kinda


A few days ago, I was in Kingston, Surrey. I used to hang out here quite a lot when I was in my teens, and pleased to see that the object shot below is still there, aherm, *several* years later. Back then I never had a camera ready. It was chekcing out girls with my mates that was really on my mind (Ealing Broadway, Kingston and for some reason Epping were good check out spots - I wonder if they still are?). All three places are wealthier than average by the standards of London suburbs, but Kingston *just* had the edge on class - nicer clothes and better hair. Ealing ruled for the amount of skin on display though (and it was only a quick 207 bus ride away for me too which was handy...anyway, digression, digression).

I thought at the time that these phone boxes were going to be an installation - here today, gone tomorrow. But it appears the domino booths were a permanent fixture. I wonder what their history is, why they are here at all, and why they remained? Anyhow, at last I got a piccy this time round.

The picture is not all that well framed as I was conscious of people walking around, so it was a quick snap 'n'' go jobby.

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