(Memories written by members of Forces Reunited)
RAF Nicosia in 1962
Written by Jet MorganThe year I left lyneham to work at a real job ---what bliss .Nicosia , where you did what you were trained for ,mending aircraft at 1st & 2nd Line , and also all the gear that you took off the a/c for repair at 2nd line , seeing the whole job through . Very satisfying ,we even tamed some of the ex Lyneham blokes . OK,so delete that .
RAF NICOSIA in 1960
Written by Ray BurslemTSF(transit servicing flt.) Anybody remember the shift pattern? Anything from Brits and Comets to Pembroke and AOP9 and assorted types in between. Crash duty on Hunter,and bringing in a Turkish civvy Viscount from the end of the runway with no power or hydraulics in the middle of the night.A trip down to Akrotiri by Hasting for the British Gulf War. No Yanks then ! Twelve hour shifts, I was on nights with little chance to sleep during the day.In 1962 I went to Akrotiri to finish my tour at SITF on transits plus our resident 4 Canberra T4'S used for LABS training.
RAF Nicosia in 1974
Written by Edward SeebyI worked as atelephonist at Nicosia and had just finished a night shift, had breakfast and gone for some shut eye. I was just dozing off when an almighty explosion woke me out of dreamland, the invasion was on us. I remember sitting on the balcony of the singles block with some of the other lads drinking charlie and arguing whether a plane was Turk or British, it turned out to be Turk as it turned and did a bobmbing run at a building that was about 2 miles from the camp. I can't remember the exact date but RAF Nicosia evacuated in Convoy to the Army base at Dhekalia.
RAF Nicosia Cyprus in 1957
Written by Dave OswickHi anyone remember (scouse) Oswick worked in station workshops (Grd Equip).afew friends I remember- Stan Birks Staffs, Bryan Martin Cornwall, James Smith Ipswich Suffolk.Malcolm Amos London. Roger Shaw High Wycombe Bucks. James Beckett Glasgow.
RAF Nicosia (Turkish Invasion) in 1974
Written by Edward SeebyWhen the Turks invaded I had just finished a night shift on the telephone exchange and was getting ready for some shut eye. The noise of explosions put paid to that and looking up you could the sky filled with parachutes. From this point, this posting was to change from working and then soaking up the sun to working all hours even helping to cook the meals in the Airmens Mess.