At the very time that this little rural telephone exchange was in its heyday the seeds of its demise had already been sown. In the minds of a few courageous digital explorers working off the edge of the map, where the dragons of outrageous newness roam and roar, this place was redundant even before the cement had dried, the last copper wire had been screwed down in place, and the first analogue call connected. Today it sits in the field as a curio of a bygone age, as far removed from the latest iPhone 4 as a fossilised dinosaur footprint is from world record breaking sprinter Usain Bolt.
I won't spoil the rest of what Dave has to say. I commend you go and read it together with the glorious images for yourself.
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