The Great British Red Telephone Boxes. Once a symbol of this nations unity and pride. As accessible as a double decker bus or a railway station. Now relegated to the novelty of a village book swap, or a defibrillator access point, a garden ornament, a late night toilet, or a preserved monument to remind us of our confident history. Glowing red in the evening summer light, standing proud in Ripon's market place next to its unused historic horse drawn taxi waiting room. A micro adventure for the photographer eye. or at least my eye!