In the western world view, the East was simply uniformly grey. “Commies love concrete,” proclaimed the dyed-in-the-wool Republican satirist PJ O’Rourke after an exhaustive reporting safari — oh, three, four days at least — behind the Iron Curtain. “Everything is made of it,” he decided. “Streets, buildings, doors, walls, ceilings, roofs, window frames, lampposts, statues, benches, plus some of the food.”
Yet that’s not quite how it seemed if you lived behind the Iron Curtain. It wasn’t all O’Rourkian concrete. It wasn’t all grey and it certainly wasn’t North Korea. Allotment gardeners in Brno started to talk politics with each other after long years of silence. In Bucharest you bought a dog as a pretext for chatting freely with like-minded chums in the park, away from Securitate microphones. A nudists’ association on the East German Baltic coast that met under the guise of being a solidarity group with an African socialist state chucked a local party official into the water when he tried to interrupt proceedings. Nobody is quite as resolute in the protection of his or her rights as an East German naturist.
The wonderfully named Roger Boyes, The Times.
This was Fagburn's favourite building EVER, btw.
Such a shame they knocked it down.
Such a shame they knocked it down.

