The Mally at Gutersloh!
I arrived unaccompanied first 10 weeks April 1967. Billetted in the furthest Stalag from the Mess. Could walk to Met Office/ATC thro' woods.
There was some sort of an Open Day and as a "singly" I volunteered to do the Sunday flyaway day [or the Monday, not sure which].
At 0700 on a spring morning in the woods I met a vision of pulchritude, in semi undress. On passing time of day, she propositioned me .... in English, for such she was. My mum had warned me against wicked wimmin in the woods, and [she was a cracker] I plodded in to work. She was gone by 2000!
A week later in the Mally, there she was as the manageress or deputy, showing a great deal of flesh and surrounded by panting airmen. Mally sales went through the roof.
Soon after, there was a very believable rumour that a WgCdr [who shall be nameless] was consorting with her, and soon after she was despatched, to Gib. I think.
Exciting times, pity about the babe in the woods.