tempus fugit

By ceridwen

Hanging on the telephone

Before I left Preston this morning I dashed out to blip this row of classic phone boxes outside the Post Office. There are eight here, standing side by side in pairs, with one more out of the picture to the left, all on its own like an unpopular child who's been excluded by the others.

The woman in the matching red cardy was a welcome bit of serendipity - although for all I know she stations herself there by design. I don't think she's Debbie Harry gone to seed.

Hanging on the Telephone

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