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your most prized possession?
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For more on marking an answer as the "Best Answer", please visit our FAQ.Cheers guys. Have got two bottles of white wine too from the Berlin Military Train. Had a bottle of red but the ex opened it by mistake one night.
I had a major sense of humour failure.
The trip the night the Wall came down was by pure chance, was stationed elsewhere in Germany and went along with a mate who was seeing a teacher(he'd only just been posted from there) and we blagged it as all military personnel bar RMP had been stopped form travelling the Corridor by car.
What a weekend that was.
I had a major sense of humour failure.
The trip the night the Wall came down was by pure chance, was stationed elsewhere in Germany and went along with a mate who was seeing a teacher(he'd only just been posted from there) and we blagged it as all military personnel bar RMP had been stopped form travelling the Corridor by car.
What a weekend that was.
I lost a brother too alby, although I was only three at the time and just about remember seeing a little dark haired head in a carry-cot a few times, then suddenly I had to go live with my gran for a while, she had a huge cat that used to sleep on her bed I used to stroke it and he used to purr like an outboard motor.
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They usually had to be applied for weeks in advance(the Russians insisted on it apparently) so my mate added my name on front and back. They were in reverse order on the back so when we got to Helmstedt the guys there just re-typed a new one and we were in.
Oh the memories......
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They usually had to be applied for weeks in advance(the Russians insisted on it apparently) so my mate added my name on front and back. They were in reverse order on the back so when we got to Helmstedt the guys there just re-typed a new one and we were in.
Oh the memories......
I coould reminisce all day....
When you got to Checkpoint Bravo you had to approach the Russian soldier with your documents and salute him, even in civilan clothing(something never done in the Army). Before approaching however, usual form was to leave a can of Coke and 20 cigarettes near your front wheel as a 'treat' for the Russian soldier who checked your vehicle. To him, these would become prized possessions.
It was surreal, being the only time you would ever come close to a Russian soldier during the Cold War.
As you say alba, a different world.
When you got to Checkpoint Bravo you had to approach the Russian soldier with your documents and salute him, even in civilan clothing(something never done in the Army). Before approaching however, usual form was to leave a can of Coke and 20 cigarettes near your front wheel as a 'treat' for the Russian soldier who checked your vehicle. To him, these would become prized possessions.
It was surreal, being the only time you would ever come close to a Russian soldier during the Cold War.
As you say alba, a different world.
Chill
I could too, though I was a civve. Was barred from entering the Beriozka once because they said I was Russian.
Even worse, was hauled into a room and questioned by the KGB, who thought I was a 'lady of easy virtue'. (Please, no comments!)
The young Russians I knew who had done their military service told me they had been abroad. They meant Bulgaria.
They used to save up their measly roubles to spend in a house of pleasure.
Those were the days.
I could too, though I was a civve. Was barred from entering the Beriozka once because they said I was Russian.
Even worse, was hauled into a room and questioned by the KGB, who thought I was a 'lady of easy virtue'. (Please, no comments!)
The young Russians I knew who had done their military service told me they had been abroad. They meant Bulgaria.
They used to save up their measly roubles to spend in a house of pleasure.
Those were the days.
Apart from my sons, of course, my sewing machine. But I fear it is not much longer for this world. I have used it most days for decades, and the engineers say it is knackered. Surely not ! It's Swiss ! Think of swiss engineering - think of all those cable cars. 42 years are nothing. Surely I don't have to replace it !
( Sob. )
( Sob. )