The Pigs bar must have been in existence when I was at EDUO each side of 1970 but alas I missed its delights. I took my Wobbly elsewhere.
Gutersloh seems to be very well represented in these anecdotes, over-represented in comparison with the clutch stations.
In my last incarnation in Germany I had to visit Gutersloh from JHQ several times a year: always a pleasure to arrive, but it became increasingly difficult to plan the drive to arrive at a scheduled time. How do you deal with a journey that [from memory] was not much over 2 hours, and last time took 5 hours, meaning all sorts of appointments were missed in playing catchup?
"Fly" I hear, but that involved going "the wrong way" to Bruggen.
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