i don’t recall using such a thing since i was a 16 or so. furthermore, in these times that everybody carries their own phone + tv + agenda + book + newspaper + journal in their pockets, or more probably in their hands as people down here in the platform are mainly commuting to or from work, these phone cabins in the b.a.r.t. station cannot but be the secret door to the Men in Black offices or to the Ministry of Magic building of HP. so from now on, every morning i’ll keep an eye see if there are weird and funny looking people or suspicious character walking around them…

joking apart, what surprises me the most is not that these must be some of the very last living phone cabin fossils, but that i had never seen them despite i have been passing by them almost every day in the last two years!