Hi
I lived in Aden in 65-67 . I would have been 5 years old.
My dad was in the royal artillery.
I remember going to school on a bus around 8am and finishing at 12 noon .
I remember the swimming pool my dad taught me to swim there.
We lived in a house and the Arabs used to come to the door sell clothes .
Anyone like to get in Touch ID love to here from you .

Email: megan1960@icloud.com

Hi Deirdre,
Good to see you found the site. Interesting your parents worked at the BFPO, I think that was the station permanently tuned to n our house as the BBC was problematic due to fading. I see you went to school in Khormaksar do you know there is a Facebook page for the pupils i.e Khormaksar Secondary school. You may find some old friends there.I have watched 3 episodes of the Last Post and have given up on it. Would have hoped some of the scenes were accurately portrayed. The only accurate part is the opening scene on the beach. The rest does not exist! . BP laid on some rallies and hill climbs, I wonder if your father ever competed in those events.
Best wishes

Jonathan Wilkins BP Aden kids

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I lived in Aden from 1964 to October 1965. Dad was the RSM of the Royal Anglians and we lived in Waterloo Barracks. I went to school in Khormaksar, and did the same as you, spending most afternoons at the pool! We were the same age so may have been in the same class, spooky!

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Hello Deirdre,
I don't think we knew each other as I was in a different age group, but I was in Aden at exactly the same time (1964-66) aged 16-18, though just for school holidays, so I was very interested to read your post. A friend has just downloaded The Last Post episodes for me (I don't live in England) and I look forward to seeing them.
I remember the heavy security - we lived in Tarshyne which was guarded at the entrance. My father worked for the Ministry of Defence, and I think I recall that his secretary had a bomb thrown into her flat on Maalla Straits, though fortunately she was not there at the time.
I also remember well the makeshift 'houses' that seemed to get more ramshackle the further they were away from the main street, not that one ventured beyond it to look! Also the liners coming in and the passengers shopping at Wong & Sons, Bhicajee's, etc. The shopkeepers used to put up their prices for visitors (as my father would sometimes point out to them!)
Swimming was a focal point of existence, as you say - we used to swim at Steamer Point in the winter and Gold Mohur in the summer (because of the permanent shark net there when the monsoon brought rougher seas). We also sailed (in a Flying Fifteen named Yellow Peril!) at the RAF sailing club in Tarshyne. I too have photos and videos and will try to find out how to upload some.
I submitted a post of my own a little while ago, as like you I have only just found out about this website. Reading the entries and looking at the photos has taken me right back to those years. Thanks to you and others for the memories!

Email: rjbuckton@yahoo.co.uk