Never used a phonebox.....
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A TV, that's just a TV most teenagers seem to watch everything on tablets, CD as well as others have said, it's sad really - I remember LP fans bemoaning the death of Vinyl (for mainstream stuff anyway) because CD's didn't sound as good (they're wrong of course) but MP3s aren't nearly as good as CD quality.
It seems the teenager of 2024 will be watching films on s
tty 10" screens covered in finger prints they have to hold wearing headphones and listening to compressed quality music streamed rather than owned - it's a bit st really ha ha.
It seems the teenager of 2024 will be watching films on s
tty 10" screens covered in finger prints they have to hold wearing headphones and listening to compressed quality music streamed rather than owned - it's a bit st really ha ha. 
When I think about it I haven't used a VCR in about ten years, and an audio cassette in quite a few. So they're top candidate for me.
Certain things I don't mourn the loss of at all - CRT TVs and monitors are just blown away by flat ones, and (from previous post) mice with balls. Good riddance.
Certain things I don't mourn the loss of at all - CRT TVs and monitors are just blown away by flat ones, and (from previous post) mice with balls. Good riddance.
Funny that the OP should say this. I'm doing some odd jobs in a local primary school, painting, repairs that kind of stuff and one of the teachers today asked me if I could repaint their play phone box in a sort of gray battlement colour, since they're doing a theme on castles so it would fit in. I said it's a shame they'll lose the phone box but she said most of the kiddies have never seen one and thinking about it all the traditional red boxes in my town are gone now, there's not one left.
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My wife and I have explained to our kids how our courting years, pre-marriage, involved lots of frustrating communication.
Basically, I was in Coventry doing a degree in something I now hate, but pays me great money, and she was in nurse training in Birmingham.
So I have a list of her off duty in a letter, and I need to let her know when I'm coming to see her.
I go down the 5 flights of stairs and out of the 19 storey student accommodation and down the street, to the phone boxes. There are 6. There is a long queue of 15 people. I never queue. I walk to the next corner, 3 phone boxes, and a queue of 10. I walk a mile gradually getting into Hillfields, mugging centre of Coventry. I find a phone box. The phone is fked, I walk and I walk. Eventually I find an empty box with a working phone.
I phone the number. It rings and it rings and it rings. EVENTUALLY someone answers. This phone is one the ground floor of a 5 storey nurses halls of residence. I plead with her to write down the number of my phone, and go and find my Girlfriend, so she will phone me.
I wait. Someone taps on the door. I ask them to be quick as I'm expecting an urgent call from my mum about my dad who is gravely ill. 15 mins later I start tapping on the door. The bloke threatens to stab me if I don't fk off. I walk to another box, and start again. This time she answers. She's tried to get through, but it was engaged, but she knew I'd ring again. We talk for 10 mins. I run out of money. She phones me. We talk for ten mins and she runs out of money. We agree that I'll come over at the weekend, she's off by 3:30, I can come up to ward 6.
I get to ward 6. She's not there. She's left a message to say she's working on ward 12, but she'll meet me at the entrance.
She got my 3 letters I sent this week, and we go to her student room, where I have to be hidden overnight as if she has male visitors they WILL chuck her out of Nursing. In the night, the fire alarm goes off, and she tries to hide me in the wardrobe.
Our kids don't really understand, when I say "You've got it easy"
Basically, I was in Coventry doing a degree in something I now hate, but pays me great money, and she was in nurse training in Birmingham.
So I have a list of her off duty in a letter, and I need to let her know when I'm coming to see her.
I go down the 5 flights of stairs and out of the 19 storey student accommodation and down the street, to the phone boxes. There are 6. There is a long queue of 15 people. I never queue. I walk to the next corner, 3 phone boxes, and a queue of 10. I walk a mile gradually getting into Hillfields, mugging centre of Coventry. I find a phone box. The phone is f
ked, I walk and I walk. Eventually I find an empty box with a working phone. I phone the number. It rings and it rings and it rings. EVENTUALLY someone answers. This phone is one the ground floor of a 5 storey nurses halls of residence. I plead with her to write down the number of my phone, and go and find my Girlfriend, so she will phone me.
I wait. Someone taps on the door. I ask them to be quick as I'm expecting an urgent call from my mum about my dad who is gravely ill. 15 mins later I start tapping on the door. The bloke threatens to stab me if I don't f
k off. I walk to another box, and start again. This time she answers. She's tried to get through, but it was engaged, but she knew I'd ring again. We talk for 10 mins. I run out of money. She phones me. We talk for ten mins and she runs out of money. We agree that I'll come over at the weekend, she's off by 3:30, I can come up to ward 6. I get to ward 6. She's not there. She's left a message to say she's working on ward 12, but she'll meet me at the entrance.
She got my 3 letters I sent this week, and we go to her student room, where I have to be hidden overnight as if she has male visitors they WILL chuck her out of Nursing. In the night, the fire alarm goes off, and she tries to hide me in the wardrobe.
Our kids don't really understand, when I say "You've got it easy"
Possibly real cash money.
Probably credit/debit cards - I reckon doing all that through your phone will have taken over.
Not sure if it is in the UK already, but the Commonwealth Bank here has just started a service where you don't need a card to get cash out of an ATM. I think it uses the App on the phone (you can probably tell I haven't tried it).
Probably credit/debit cards - I reckon doing all that through your phone will have taken over.
Not sure if it is in the UK already, but the Commonwealth Bank here has just started a service where you don't need a card to get cash out of an ATM. I think it uses the App on the phone (you can probably tell I haven't tried it).
Film camera.
We put a load of disposable cameras on tables when we got married 7 years ago - the younger kids couldn't understand why the cameras didn't show the pictures they were taking on the back of them.
Black and White printer.
Even companies seem to be moving to full colour these days. I bet few if any homes still have a black and white printer.
We put a load of disposable cameras on tables when we got married 7 years ago - the younger kids couldn't understand why the cameras didn't show the pictures they were taking on the back of them.
Black and White printer.
Even companies seem to be moving to full colour these days. I bet few if any homes still have a black and white printer.
Pit Pony said:
My wife and I have explained to our kids how our courting years, pre-marriage, involved lots of frustrating communication.
Basically, I was in Coventry doing a degree in something I now hate, but pays me great money, and she was in nurse training in Birmingham.
So I have a list of her off duty in a letter, and I need to let her know when I'm coming to see her.
I go down the 5 flights of stairs and out of the 19 storey student accommodation and down the street, to the phone boxes. There are 6. There is a long queue of 15 people. I never queue. I walk to the next corner, 3 phone boxes, and a queue of 10. I walk a mile gradually getting into Hillfields, mugging centre of Coventry. I find a phone box. The phone is fked, I walk and I walk. Eventually I find an empty box with a working phone.
I phone the number. It rings and it rings and it rings. EVENTUALLY someone answers. This phone is one the ground floor of a 5 storey nurses halls of residence. I plead with her to write down the number of my phone, and go and find my Girlfriend, so she will phone me.
I wait. Someone taps on the door. I ask them to be quick as I'm expecting an urgent call from my mum about my dad who is gravely ill. 15 mins later I start tapping on the door. The bloke threatens to stab me if I don't fk off. I walk to another box, and start again. This time she answers. She's tried to get through, but it was engaged, but she knew I'd ring again. We talk for 10 mins. I run out of money. She phones me. We talk for ten mins and she runs out of money. We agree that I'll come over at the weekend, she's off by 3:30, I can come up to ward 6.
I get to ward 6. She's not there. She's left a message to say she's working on ward 12, but she'll meet me at the entrance.
She got my 3 letters I sent this week, and we go to her student room, where I have to be hidden overnight as if she has male visitors they WILL chuck her out of Nursing. In the night, the fire alarm goes off, and she tries to hide me in the wardrobe.
Our kids don't really understand, when I say "You've got it easy"
So why didn't you just text her? Basically, I was in Coventry doing a degree in something I now hate, but pays me great money, and she was in nurse training in Birmingham.
So I have a list of her off duty in a letter, and I need to let her know when I'm coming to see her.
I go down the 5 flights of stairs and out of the 19 storey student accommodation and down the street, to the phone boxes. There are 6. There is a long queue of 15 people. I never queue. I walk to the next corner, 3 phone boxes, and a queue of 10. I walk a mile gradually getting into Hillfields, mugging centre of Coventry. I find a phone box. The phone is f
ked, I walk and I walk. Eventually I find an empty box with a working phone. I phone the number. It rings and it rings and it rings. EVENTUALLY someone answers. This phone is one the ground floor of a 5 storey nurses halls of residence. I plead with her to write down the number of my phone, and go and find my Girlfriend, so she will phone me.
I wait. Someone taps on the door. I ask them to be quick as I'm expecting an urgent call from my mum about my dad who is gravely ill. 15 mins later I start tapping on the door. The bloke threatens to stab me if I don't f
k off. I walk to another box, and start again. This time she answers. She's tried to get through, but it was engaged, but she knew I'd ring again. We talk for 10 mins. I run out of money. She phones me. We talk for ten mins and she runs out of money. We agree that I'll come over at the weekend, she's off by 3:30, I can come up to ward 6. I get to ward 6. She's not there. She's left a message to say she's working on ward 12, but she'll meet me at the entrance.
She got my 3 letters I sent this week, and we go to her student room, where I have to be hidden overnight as if she has male visitors they WILL chuck her out of Nursing. In the night, the fire alarm goes off, and she tries to hide me in the wardrobe.
Our kids don't really understand, when I say "You've got it easy"
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