DIARY: RANT

In a bid to remain free from convention and risk of brain radiation, I’ve eschewed the mobile and am one of millions that regularly use telephone boxes. Consequently, it hacks me off when people (Rant, last week) refer to them as festering pits of prostitution and piss.

In a bid to remain free from convention and risk of brain

radiation, I’ve eschewed the mobile and am one of millions that

regularly use telephone boxes. Consequently, it hacks me off when people

(Rant, last week) refer to them as festering pits of prostitution and

piss.



A view of the past when payphones were fragrant, family environments is

nothing more than a myth. In fact, the good old telephone box has been

transformed from a public dumping ground to a clean, well-maintained

facility.



It gives me a private and less ostentatious way of conducting business -

an alternative to wandering down the street yelling into a mobile while

spinning around trying to get a signal.



Granted, your central London sites are well scattered with tart cards,

although it’s hardly an epidemic across the rest of the country. And

yes, sometimes they may get used as toilets - often by those who should

know better. But it’s hardly BT’s fault that a few people don’t know how

to behave.



Payment by credit card makes them convenient too. And with the online

’multi-phone’ coming to a payphone near you, I’d say BT has left the

image of the tramps’ bathroom behind. But if I wanted to complain, as

advised inside, I’d dial 151.





Got something to rant about?



Call 020-8267 4718 or e-mail greg.hughes@haynet.com.



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