There’s a phone box on the seafront, shabby, grubby and smelly, with various things stuck to the glass and metal surfaces: flyers advertising all sorts, chewing gum, stickers and the like, all fading and peeling with the passage of time.

I set up a sturdy tripod and took many shots over a few hours, noticing how the images altered with the changing light as the sun moved across the sky and the colours changed as people wearing different coloured clothes walked behind the phone box.