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<\/p>\nWhilst the older generation were sipping their pink gins at the Union Club in Steamer Point the young singles and couples from BP Bunkering, Luke Thomas, Besse, Government offices and the American consulate had a busy social scene centred on the Crescent Hotel and Goldmohur.<\/p>\n
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Dances to recorded music were held on Thursday evenings on the open roof terrace of the Crescent Hotel, it was a weekly \u2018must attend\u2019 social event and tables had to be reserved well in advance. The girls wore their prettiest dresses and the men looked dashing in \u2018Red Sea Kit\u2019. In the hot months this consisted of white trousers, white short sleeved shirt with or without a bow tie and a black cummerbund. In the cooler months a black dinner suit could be worn or black trousers with a white \u2018sharkskin\u2019 jacket made by a tailor in the bazaar.<\/p>\n
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\nSunday evenings on the roof were devoted to classical music concerts again from records (see photo), and this was a relaxing way to recover from the sun after a hectic day on the beach.<\/p>\n
Goldmohur was an anti-shark netted corner of a deserted beach with a rickety diving board, a barnacle strewn raft, communal showers and
\ndilapidated huts around a bar under the Gold Mohur trees, this seemingly unprepossessing place was the most magical and important place in the universe, especially on Sundays!<\/p>\n
Mohamed Ali, our Yemeni cook would have the picnic basket ready by 6am, filled with fried egg sandwiches and flasks of tea and fresh lime juice. After driving through Steamer Point we eventually reached the traffic light ( I think it was the only one in Aden at that time) on the narrow one-way bridged-road that went down into Elephant Bay and then onto Goldmohur \u2013 from the bridge to Goldmohur there was nothing but sand \u2013 no buildings, no people.<\/p>\n
Gradually friends would arrive and we all had own favourite places to sit and would spend the day in and out of the water- playing own version of water polo if the tide was in or just cooling in the shallows if the tide was out. You had to be careful around the raft and diving board because if you were cut by the barnacles the wounds took ages to heal in the humid atmosphere. We could walk up to the lighthouse above the beach and gaze down onto a deserted Conquest Bay which was always known as a \u2018no swimming\u2019 area because of the heavy surf and threat of sharks.<\/p>\n
A good Sunday at Goldmohur meant you returned home exhausted, sunburnt and sandy; ready for the Crescent concert in the evening.
\nThere were other safe beaches for swimming \u2013 Cable and Wireless employees had their own pool in Telegraph Bay, the shark-proofing was done with concrete pillars, and the Port Trust had a small shark-netted beach at Ras Morbut but neither of these had the social cachet of Goldmohur. The emphasis was always on safe bathing \u2013 the wife of an RAF officer was taken by a shark whilst swimming in shallow water in Telegraph Bay and I never confessed to my parents to swimming with friends in the surf by the Elephant\u2019s Trunk in Elephant Bay.<\/p>\n
One Sunday morning a group of us decided to climb Sham-Sham from Crater and go down the other side into Goldmohur! There was a vague
\npathway from the Tanks to just below the summit where I turned round and went back the same way \u2013 I can\u2019t remember if anyone went down the other side \u2013 John, Paul, Maurice, Peter, Lyn ,Kay, Carmen \u2013 if you read this let me know if you made it.<\/p>\n
Because I worked shifts for Aden Airways I was able to gad around during the day especially with the BP Bunkering chaps when they visited the ships that were in port. This was a special treat, there was usually an on board shop and if I was lucky a superb lunch or dinner. Some ships were more in favour than others: I gave up on P & O and Union Castle as they had little to offer, but Lloyd Triestino and the \u2018Pasteur\u2019 were my favourites. Lloyd Triestino vessels were always coming and going, the \u2018Africa\u2019 and \u2018Europa\u2019 did the east and southern Africa run and the \u2018Asia\u2019 & \u2018Victoria\u2019 went to the east and Australia.<\/p>\n
However it is at the Crescent Hotel and Goldmohur that have the happiest memories of my years in Aden.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"