A question for the old fogies
 

Do you still remember your childhood telephone number?

I do.

yep and I remember my best friends phone number

I can remember my grandads, because we had to give him 3 rings to let him know we were in safely, every night.

414180 I think

looked like

https://www.antiquetelephones.co.uk/...a/p7261215.jpg

You'd think the emergency number should have been 111 rather than 999, you'd have saved a few seconds dialing.

Yes I do

Yes i do, funny thing is, my phone number in essex is exactly the same but with 2 reversed numbers.

Very Mrs Bucket

It's Bouquet!

Do you remember when you went into the old red phoneboxes the heavy feel of the door and the smell of piss and fags on the inside?

:flutter:

talking to your boyfriend and your 10ps running out :flutter:

There's one accros the road from my house, although not red, we have White phone boxes. But it does stink of pi55, and it's now used as a hangout for the local alcoholics.

Well...I am no old fogie Alf...but as it happens I do. We had a chunky cream phone and my number was 204 2040...

For entertainment me and my best friend used to ring a phone box near us to see if anyone answered, many interesting conversations we had with strangers, a ringing phone must be answered (well that used to be true i don't think it applies anymore)

We used to play the wallet game.

You got a wallet and filled it with paper so that it looked like it was bulging with cash, you then tied a fishing line to it and left it in the open for somebody to find, whilst you was hid. Then as they went to pick it up, you pulled it away from them and they go chasing after it.

:laugh2:

My dad still has the same number

I think my dad still might have one, although I only ever ring him on his mobile now.

I do because my dad answered the phone by saying the number rather than just saying hello :joker:. So I heard that number repeated over and over, every day for my whole childhood.

and the excitement of a "party line"

:amazed:

it was a thing, all my family answered with the number too. It stemmed from the time that the number "connected" wasn't reliably the one that you wanted :laugh:

Thinking about it, I actually remember the earlier one too. We moved when I was 10, I can clearly hear my dad “saying” both the age 0 - 10 number and the 10+ number.

And yet, I got my own landline at 13, but I don’t remember that number, even though it’s the one I was giving to people (no mobile until D: ).

:joker:

Same, I even did it myself when I answered.

Hello 2238920.

I AM NOT A NUMBER.:fist:

The dreaded phone lock.

https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/361830118626

Answering it used to be the highlight of the week/month/year, depending on your luck

Nothing more exciting back then than walking past a phone box when it starts ringing.:dance: