Wightsparker
LE
Interesting contrail in that picture. Either an airliner with some airsick passengers or a Cold War fighter jet?
Cold War Photos.
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LE
Interesting contrail in that picture. Either an airliner with some airsick passengers or a Cold War fighter jet?
retread2
LE
I wish I could claim that. It was, I think, a hair in the camera or something.
RoofRat
LE
Lived on the Heer Strasse and Dickensweg on my first tour, Scottweg second time around. Used to wander down to the Ecke at the bottom of a summers evening for a 'limo'. Watch all the Berliners turn up for a weekend in there little houses. Nice area.
I had quarters in Kladow and then two others on Hardy Weg. The Berlin Budget minivan would go via all of the places you mention on the way to work.
sidsnot
War Hero
We lived at Theodor Heuss Platz opposite Edinburgh House. Going into East Berlin was memorable. The difference between East and West was obvious. The former was left in ruins and the latter was renewed. My father having to wear his No 2s. Being “gawped at” (his words) as we walked about.
retread2
LE
aka Naafi Platz.
retread2
LE
We had a thing in my time called the Route Bus. It did a circuit of Stadium - Dickensweg - Scottweg until something like 2300. Driven by a Mojo.
sidsnot
War Hero
Very happy memories as a yoof. Bet it was the best posting for military. Especially at that time.
retread2
LE
I've just looked on Google Street View and the restaurant at the junction of Scottweg and Flatowallee has changed it's name. It used to be the Eulenspiegel - good solid Prussian food. The obvious house of ill repute on Flatowallee is still blurred out = still in business.
retread2
LE
It's funny the things you remember: in my time the PMC of the Garrison Sgts' Mess was a WO1 from the Cheshires, David somebody. He was a humourless individual, whereas his wife Mavis was the life and soul of the party. Together they were known as Dave the Grave and Mave the Rave. Happy times indeed!
LeoRoverman
LE
He's got a sense of galgenhumor right enough. The language is lovely-
Murphy_Slaw
LE
Bel Ami. Berlin's most exclusive brothel (and right next to the married quarters!)
Gardner6LXB
LE
The NAAFI is now a theatre. Theo Platz was called Adolf-Hitler-Platz during & just before the last large unpleasantness.
retread2
LE
Kaiser's supermarket opposite the Naafi was very good, and the there was Joe's Bierhaus of course.
RoofRat
LE
During my first tour,I used to pop into Kaisers,to pick up a couple of 2.5 litre bottles of Lambrusco (the real deal) for the weekend. Unfortunately, once opened they were not re-sealable so... They also did wonderful cheeses as well.
RoofRat
LE
Brixmis had it's own Mercedes 16 seater,that did a morning,lunchtime and evening run for Mission members.
retread2
LE
I never heard that it was so expensive. dodgy sources, eh? Anyway, from the link you kindly provided:Bel Ami. Berlin's most exclusive brothel (and right next to the married quarters!)
An aquiantance of mine once saved up and spent a night there. It cost him the equivalent of a months wages. He said it was worth every penny!
Strong criticism of this closure practice, which was exercised in the Berlin district of Tempelhof-Schöneberg as well as in Charlottenburg-Wilmersdorf , came from the ranks of the Federal Association of Sexual Services. V. and the Hydra e. V. , who saw the "introduction of restricted areas through the back door" only in commercial areas by closing the residential brothels and simultaneously issuing operating permits. [5]
Ho ho ho.
Occasionally at 3am I'd get back from a tour, rather smelly, off load the gear upstairs and just gate-crash a bedroom in Dorset House Officers' Mess. Sadly, there was never a woman in the bed.
sidsnot
War Hero
No bus load of nurses from Rinteln then?
Whiskybreath
MIA
One of our better guitar-players seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time there. How the hell he could afford it beats me. Rougher elements, of course, made do with an occasional bath.
Incidentally, I once went for a jolly with one of the Tours, and they took an unusual route to the CP, passing a very fit-looking lady Tennis Player on, I think, Eberstrasse - complete with racquet - to whom they waved, and she returned the compliment. She was a bit of an institution, apparently, but the HIV/AIDS thing took her off the streets . Berlin was full of surprises.
