Photo3_dArKred

Small flowers by the roadside (_itokanasikimonotachi_)

the blue letter_02

telephone booth (indoor)

(続き)

The music used for the slides was

LesFreeMusic
Road Of Life
SoundCloud

The ground floor of this post office building is a closed book cafe.
In one corner of the building there is a sign that reads Telephone Room.
Of course, there is no telephone any more.
According to the description, until 1967, the post office also provided telephone exchange services and had a telephone switchboard on the second floor.

I don't like telephones.
All I get are nuisance calls or bad news. Even if I don't, I can't keep words straight when talking on the phone. I don't think that used to be the case.
I bought my first telephone over 40 years ago. I had to buy a telephone bond. Since then, I have moved three times. The first and second, the third and fourth were in the same neighbourhood, so the number remained the same. However, after my wife's death, in the course of various procedures, there were times when I could not write down my current home telephone number.
Perhaps this is because I had not called home for a long time.
And I knew that in the future I would never call home where there was no one but me.

この郵便局の建物の一階は、休業中のブックカフェ。
その一角に電話室なる表示がある。
むろん、もはや電話機はないのだが。
説明書きを見ると、昭和42年まで、電話交換業務も行っていて、2階に電話交換機があったらしい。

私は電話が苦手だ。
かかってくるのは、迷惑電話か悪い知らせ。そうでなくても、電話での会話は言葉が続かない。昔は、そうでなかったようにも思うのだが。
初めて電話を買ったのは、40年以上前。電話債券の購入が必要だった。それから3度転居した。一つ目と二つ目、三つ目と四つ目は近所であったから、番号はそのままだった。しかし、妻の死後、いろんな手続きをする中で、今の自宅の電話番号が書けないときがあった。
長らく自宅へ電話をしたことがなかった、からだろうか。
それにこの先も、私以外に誰もいない自宅へは電話することはないのだと思った。