Four in a Row

I've been meaning to blip these phone boxes for a while, but usually when I pass them I'm rushing to and from patrols.  This time the patrol was abortive.  The patroller's dental appointment is next Friday, so he was a little surprised to see me.  It was my boss's mistake so I'll still be paid.  With about thirty patrol sites in Bournemouth and me roaming from one to another like the wandering Jew, it's surprising there aren't more errors.  Anyway, it gave me a bit more time at the end of a heavy week.