• Photos courtesy of Margaret McAndrew

Bill Lynch
Ring your boyfriends? I’m not a public phone box

The other night, we were still up at 1.30 in the morning. We heard our door at the back open and I heard two girls yelling. I don’t know if I have a sign on my gate saying, ‘Public Telephone’ but they call out, “Can we use your ”

I reply, “do you need the police - are you in trouble?”

“No-no-no we just need to use your telephone.”

“Who do you want to ring - where’s your mother?” I asked.

“Oh no, mummy’s over there.”

I said, “Who is it you want to ring?”

“Our friends,” they reply.

At half-past-one in the morning!

I said, “Girls if you are really in trouble I have no problem in you getting in touch with your parents, or whoever you need, but ring your boyfriends? I’m not a public phone box.”

I must say that place, we were blessed to be there and we are blessed to be here.