The Phone Box of Doom....

....had a series of vivid and weird dreams last night and unusually I remember them all. The dream about having another wife and child in addition to Mrs Scobes and young Owen was really quite stressful. The frightening dream saw me passing a telephone box at night, the phone ringing and whilst answering it, being attacked by something evil looming out of the darkness......eeek!! This was the scariest telephone box I could find on the way home tonight; I popped in for a few seconds just for the adrenalin rush......ahem.

Edit: Just noticed that 1 year ago, I was taking a photo little more than 50 metres along the road from this spot.