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Thanks to all who expressed their encouragement about my medical issues. Actually, after 12 years, the last 2 1/2 during which I was consistently yapped at by my doctors to do so, I finally had my defibrillator replaced. So it was more of a mechanical adjustment than anything. Nevertheless, I appreciate your thoughts.
Sincerely,
I, Robot
Emergency column in the line 2 U-Bahn (=subway, or tube, for you folks from London) station "Am Hart" in Munich.
Explore #244 on Thursday, October 29, 2020
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The next village we visited was Nympsfield, and the red theme of my previous photo could easily be continued. This phone box is still a place where you can actually phone, which is quite unusual as most phone boxes now contain defibrillators, libraries, farm shops, etc!
There is a public post box too, smaller than the one in Nailsworth, and with the more common initials ER (erected under Queen Elizabeth II's reign).
According to Wikipedia, 'at their peak, in the mid-1990s, the British population of phone boxes was about 100,000. Now, there are just over 20,000 working boxes left.
Many of them now house emergency defibrillators or act as mini libraries.
A former phone box in Kingsbridge in Devon is now a tiny nightclub, complete with music system, disco lighting and even a glitter ball.
There’s only room for one or two people, so over-enthusiastic dancers need not apply. www.positive.news/society/how-old-phone-boxes-are-still-s...
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W9 spots this branch monkey quickly. I’m squinting and searching the Coral Tree. After 15 seconds panic sets in....what if he leaves and I never lay eyes on him????
W9 suggests that I remain calm. I suggest calling the paramedics for my developing heart attack.
Finally I see The Bird.
We are birding a lovely campus at an expensive private college. I need to find a bathroom. I might wind up in jail if I use the bushes. And lo and behold we find a well lit, clean, modern restroom. Things are definitely looking up. W9 even finds an automatic defibrillator but doesn’t know how to use it. It’s simple. Turn it on and follow the spoken directions.
This is a fading old iconic red telephone box which now houses a Defibrillator in the village of Thorner YES the old box is tilted and the windows faded. Day long heavy rain had brought a lot more leaves down
Thorner village lies is 8 miles southwest of Wetherby, West Yorkshire and has no street lighting
The village appears in the 1086 Domesday Book as "Torneure" (also "Tornoure") means "thorn bank". The ancient parish of Thorner covered 4400 acres in the wapentake of Skyrack in the West Riding of Yorkshire
The police station at Aberkenfig, Bridgend, South Wales.
The rainbows in the upper windows are signs of thank you, hope and solidarity during the pandemic.
I think that’s a defibrillator box on the wall
Have a happy and safe weekend
Telephone boxes. The chap on the left indicates why these are just street decoration these days, unless used as Wi-Fi hot spots, public defibrillator posts or community libraries.
Not quite sure where this is to be honest. Rutland somewhere, I would guess Glaston but google maps is not helping me. I need to keep better notes. :-) It is High Street in Morcott in fact, found it. Near "Number one".
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For Macro Mondays theme; "Heart".
HMM! and Happy Valentines Day.
(Nothing says "love" like a defibrillator. LOL)
50+ years ago spent many hours waiting for the school bus in the telephone box, then Little Humby consisted of 14 occupied houses with a population of 44. According to the latest figures I can find there are 41 houses with a population of 141.
Many agricultural buildings have been converted to houses.
The phone box now is the home to a defibrillator.
Although there is now relatively little demand for public payphones in England, the traditional red phone box has become a long-established part of the scene, and people are loath to lose them. So in many cases the community has got together to find an alternative use. Many have become local mini-libraries while in this case in the Norfolk village of Wood Norton the old phone box now houses a defibrillator. The old K6 phone box is now Grade II-listed, as being of historical interest.
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The pub is opposite the church in the centre of the village, it is a Grade II listed building, with '1634 GCP' carved over the door. It was originally called Newhouse. It became the White Swan in around 1745, but was renamed following the Battle of Trafalgar in 1805. It was once frequented by Branwell Bronte, brother of the famous Bronte sisters. It was also home to a lending library in 1776. It has the original beamed ceilings and mullion windows, it is a rambling building with three comfortable rooms, one being a cosy lounge with an upright piano in an old fireplace. The defibrillator is a very new addition.
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This is exactly the sort of place you would expect to find a telephone box.
This phone box has been refurbished and now houses a defibrillator. I am pleased I still find these old telephone boxes in the most unusual places.
The defibrillator in the old phone box by the village green at South Luffenham in Rutland. Always fun to use b+w film to take photos of obviously brightly coloured objects.
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Old red coin telephone boxes are becoming obsolete with the use of mobile phones. Many have been uprooted and are a prized exhibit in gardens, others like these ones have been converted to other uses such as this one. This is now a defibrillator.
A view of Wendover clock tower, above the Tourist Information centre. On the other side of the stone bench, the old telephone box has now contains a defibrillator.
I took a ride to Leeds yesterday to meet an old college mate for lunch, and was pleasantly surprised to catch DB Cargo 'Shed' 66176 rolling through Frodsham with the previous day's 1.49pm Tilbury Container Services - Ince & Elton Encirc Works (6M63). The cargo was presumably sand for the glass manufacturing process undertaken there.
It was a non-photography day and the train kind of kind of snook-up on me. Thankfully the phone was to hand and put to good use .... in a heartbeat, you might say.
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This is a freshly re-painted old iconic red telephone box which now houses a Defibrillator in the village of Thorner
Thorner village lies is 8 miles southwest of Wetherby, West Yorkshire and has no street lighting
The village appears in the 1086 Domesday Book as "Torneure" (also "Tornoure") means "thorn bank". The ancient parish of Thorner covered 4400 acres in the wapentake of Skyrack in the West Riding of Yorkshire
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This is Mary Lane which is the centre of the picturesque village of Lower Dunsforth, North Yorkshire. It was recorded in the Domesday Book as Doneforde/Dunesford/Dunesforde.
The old red telephone box now houses a defibrillator. The mail box still collects mail
Northamptonshire used the be known as the "Country of Spires and Squires" but these days people associate it more closely with the Bridget Jones films. Grafton Underwood is a very pretty village with many listed buildings situated about three miles east of Kettering. The village is part of the Buccleuch Estate. Many of the houses, all of which are stone-built with some dating back to the 1600s, are owned by the estate and rented out. Many are listed buildings, including those pictured, which are Grade II-listed.
The beautiful 12th century church in Grafton Underwood features a memorial window to the several thousand American airmen who lost their lives while based at the nearby WWII airfield. Full details of the units based there and some of the actions they took part in can be seen at: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/RAF_Grafton_Underwood.
It's nice to see that the village has retained its traditional red telephone box, though this one has been converted to house a defibrillator rather than a payphone. Very few phone boxes now seem to have payphones and I've seen them converted to visitor centres, and cash-points as well as small libraries.
Thom Yorke - Hearing Damage
A tear in my brain
Allows the voices in
They wanna push you off the path
With their frequency wires
And you can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
A drunken salesman
Your hearing damage
Your mind is restless
They say you're getting better
But you don't feel any better
Your speakers are blowing
Your ears are wrecking
Your hearing damage
You wish you felt better
You wish you felt better
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
You can do no wrong
In my eyes
In my eyes
Information enters through the flesh, i process it behind my eyes, analyze, wanting to transform it into a painting outside its frame, taking it to a whole new level. Everything you said opened wounds, cracked my spine, turned me back to ice, gave me an ocean. Give me a handle too, one inch and i’ll take a mile. I’ll pull weeds from their roots along with my damaged insides and i’ll learn again to make my heart a home I couldn’t find. Your cold was seeping into me and i forgot that i was fire, electricity, high powered defibrillator, a thunderstorm. Healing is slow and monotonous but it’s coming. It always does. 20 years from now you’ll realize you had the cookie with 2 fortunes.
Re-purposed telephone box outside The Bird in Hand Inn, Saltford, England.
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Guy dressed up as a plant hiding behind a ‘Defibrillator’ jumps out on unsuspecting subjects on Deansgate, Manchester. Fortunately everyone saw the funny side after realising it was just a bit of fun. The ‘Defibrillator’ was not require; at least as long as I was there.
You may be in for a shock if you want to use the phone in Belstone village. This red telephone box houses a defibrillator.
This junction is just over a mile from home, I don't think I've ever photographed these poles before. During lockdown I started walking to here (or the defibrillator which is almost a mile) most days with Bella, 2 miles a day walking briskly does us both good. Happy Telegraph Tuesday!
Inside this old telephone kiosk is a Defibrillator and books,you can take and bring your own books for exchange a very good idea.
The façade of the general stores at Mathry is one of Pembrokeshire’s iconic views, and has become a top spot for visiting photographers.
The stores are long since closed but the telephone box outside, a grade II listed structure since 1988, now contains a defibrillator and a community library.
This photo has not been stitched. It's a single photo, taken on a Canon 5DSr with an Irix 11mm F/4 There is not a lot of room in front taken up against a wall of the church on the other side of a county road
(25/365) A defibrillator under the cover of the trolley bay outside the Centra supermarket in Ramsgrange. There are hundreds of these located all around the country now. Happy Window Wednesday!
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Sometimes in life certain events shake you as a reminder of how short and fragile it really is. Christian Erisken’s collapse on the pitch during Euros 2020 Denmark vs. Finland game is a stark reminder of that. It leaves you pondering what circumstances have led a seemingly healthy and super fit 29-year old to require a CPR and a defibrillator after he suffered a cardiac arrest in front of millions of fans all over the world. I hope, like many others, that he will make a full recovery in due course, but it highlights the extreme pressure elite athletes are and makes one aware that no one is invincible.
Part of the healing process is finding ways to deal with the unknown and accepting that there might never be an answer.
The telephone box is no longer functioning, but is kept in position for its decorative and historical value. There are plans for it to be the repository for a defibrillator, as it is in a central area, so it will once again be a valued resource for the village.
I thought of photographing Osmaston water mill last week. In the event I didn’t and was beaten to the post (get it?) by [https://www.flickr.com/photos/blofeld09] who usefully pointed out the challenge of the walk. Not to be deterred I scoped it out on Google maps and saw there are two ways to get there. At the entrance to Osmaston Park there is a signpost with two signs; one saying ‘public footpath’ and the other saying ‘bridlepath’. They should be marked RIGHT WAY and WRONG WAY. I’m offering no prizes for guessing which one I picked. The walk is all downhill to the mill and I was starting to feel it before I reached my destination. This is not good, thought I. Also, I soon spied a sign on each side of the track, which I was viewing from the back. As I walked past them, I turned to see they both said PRIVATE PROPERTY and NO PUBLIC ACCESS. Oops! Anyway, no one accosted me. I probably appear on someone’s CCTV, but don’t we all in our most spied upon nation in Europe.
I finally arrived to find that a) through lack of proper planning the sun was behind the mill and b) it’s surrounded by a fence bearing more ‘private property’ signs. This severely limits the available compositions. I stood on the non-trespassing side of the fence while the camera and tripod were on the other side. If anyone wants to sue my camera for trespass it will assert its right to remain silent!
Then the return leg – by the RIGHT WAY this time. Much stopping was required to allow the aging legs to rest but the car was successfully reached without recourse to Osmaston village’s defibrillator. There’s a moral in all this drivel somewhere.
A few days back, (I don't know when, I was working and I don't watch that crap) some ill informed television wenches apparently insulted all nurses by mocking Miss Colorado who is a registered nurse and rather uniquely represented her profession in a beauty pageant. Well nurses went crazy on social media, posting photographs of themselves with their stethescopes and generally bitching and gnashing teeth. A half hearted apology was rendered by the offending parties. Johnson & Johnson and another major sponsor of the television program pulled advertisement and I'll be damned if another rather pitiful apology was offered as well as an entire hour dedicated to the profession of nursing.
Whoop de do. Know what? I don't really give a damn. You can't change the way arrogant people think, although you may get them to stammer out an insincere apology. I don't have time for that crap. I'm to busy working, living and carrying on. And in my spare time, which is sparse, I am studying for an upcoming recertification of the ACLS protocol so I can save their unworthy asses when they start clutching their chests in fear and pain. I've already put in 42 hours in this weekend saving ignorant undeserving asses and if my pager goes off, I'll do it again.
So yeah, here's a photograph of me rocking my stethoscope and all the ignorant and arrogant people who want to denigrate me or what I do can kiss my ass. I'm going to bed.
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