Tarts and Vicars in the BRIXMIS club?
Are you sure you were not a Bootneck?
The other LEC driver was HJ ("HaYot"), who told a lot of stories about his involvement but I'm fairly sure most were BS ("BullShit"). Good blokes, both of them.
That's right! HJ, which also stands for . . . remember, there are no coincidences vin counter-intelligence.
Leave Katie Price out of this...
No, don't think so. You were there a few years before me. I wasn't, strictly speaking, in a section (I sat in Bob's office, which displeased him initially - he'd been Lord of his Manor since 1945) and acted as SC/team member for 35 when they needed numbers on the ground. Gordon A was CSM during the period.
The biggest source of U in the Warsaw Pact was the mines in the Erzgebirge down south, in fact, the place where the element was first discovered. The USSR set up a kind of colonial company to exploit it:
de.m.wikipedia.org
Those us born in Germany shortly after the war, will remember the difference between Hunger and real hunger. I was always hungry, but never starving. Even at boarding school I'd volunteer to do the scullery work for extras. Rationing still happened. A real treat for me in later years would be Pumpernickel sandwich, with lashings of Butter and a bit of ham. In these wasteful days it's still a crime for me to waste food. I still say to Mrs LR don't give me so much, We can have that tomorrow as well. Granddad (opa) was always in trouble cos he had a habit of giving food to those who needed it. Oma was the one who had to kill the chicken.
That bit About trade between OZ was applied specifically by it’s abscence. It simply couldn’t have been enforced. Dad was in 16 veh btn post 48, they were partly involved in the Wolfsburg distribution set up as well as vehicle reallocation to reparations. It also meant that home grown food had to be moved seasonally between OZs . Around Oldenburg dad was at pains to point out in later years the farmers had resorted to horse ploughing. But the utter devastation meant that West Germany had to become more efficient in farming in short order. In fact in returning to Oldenburg in 65, the farmers were seen as fat and well heeled.
About 1967, on excercise in germany, an evening off to go in to the village, a german chap and his wife picked up all 4 of us and dropped us off at our location. He told us he had been a prisoner of war in Russia until 1956, and now he was a house decorator (No, it was not 'Him'.)
In the book Panzer Commander Colonel Hans von Luck describes his life as a prisoner of the Russians, he was released in 1949 so one of the early ones. Having had a good war (for a German) Poland, Europe, Russia, North Africa, the Normandy invasion (he made the AA gunners turn their 88s into direct fire weapons and minced our Armour near Caen) and then unfortunately for him he was sent back to Russia where he was caught.
It refers to the first few years after the war and, one of Soxmis duties was to police the PD in the Zones of Occupation...by 1955 it didn't matter rationing had finished in the UK.
