I was a child of five when my father got posted to RAF Coltishall , we lived at 59 Barton Road. I went to school at Buxton Primary and then at 10 we got sent to RAF Akrotiri in Cyprus , then after three years we were sent to RAF Marham awaiting a WO quarters back at Coltishall .Two years later we were sent to RAF Manby, but my father worked at RAF Binbrook. Next it was time to go to RAF Bruggen on the dutch german border , once again waiting for a WO quarter to be available on base we were temporarily living in Roermond in the Netherlands.I spent some of my happiest years at Bruggen and then my parents got their final posting to RAF Wildenrath. I miss the years travelling around , my parents have passed away for many years, I myself at 64now are due to visit Dignitas, thank god that wasn’t on a list to be posted to ! Lol. I have many fond memories of growing up and constantly moving,those were the days that I was very happy , but like all things nothing stays the same , I guess laying here waiting for my last move so to speak , I have indulged my mind in things that have long passed .Please indulge this sick old woman but I suddenly had the urge to tell anyone who may happen to read this that I loved the forces way of life .
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I was a child of five when my father got posted to RAF Coltishall , we lived at 59 Barton Road. I went to school at Buxton Primary and then at 10 we got sent to RAF Akrotiri in Cyprus , then after three years we were sent to RAF Marham awaiting a WO quarters back at Coltishall .Two years later we were sent to RAF Manby, but my father worked at RAF Binbrook. Next it was time to go to RAF Bruggen on the dutch german border , once again waiting for a WO quarter to be available on base we were temporarily living in Roermond in the Netherlands.I spent some of my happiest years at Bruggen and then my parents got their final posting to RAF Wildenrath. I miss the years travelling around , my parents have passed away for many years, I myself at 64now are due to visit Dignitas, thank god that wasn’t on a list to be posted to ! Lol. I have many fond memories of growing up and constantly moving,those were the days that I was very happy , but like all things nothing stays the same , I guess laying here waiting for my last move so to speak , I have indulged my mind in things that have long passed .Please indulge this sick old woman but I suddenly had the urge to tell anyone who may happen to read this that I loved the forces way of life .