Piping
from the direction of Hamlin (Hameln) lured about 100 Borgward vehicles
to the 42nd Borgward International Meeting in the state of Lower Saxony,
Germany. The cars assembled in the Hefe Hof Centre (literally the
'Yeast Yard'). In the 19th century, the Centre started life as a sugar
factory, converting to yeast in 1908. It is now a protected complex
of old industrial buildings housing a small industrial museum, meeting
areas and offices.
Our lodgings for the trip were at the Stadt Hameln Hotel situated
on the banks of the river Weser. Despite being a large imposing building,
which stood out from its surroundings, it proved particularly difficult
to access from the ring road, presumably because the road superseded
whatever was there way back when the hotel was built in the 19thcentury.
Parts of the hotel were very old. For example, we were in the 'Rat
Catcher' wing, ca. 1887. The 4th floor, where some of us were accommodated,
was in fact the attic space. 30cm sq. wooden pillars and sloping ceilings
impinged on the room space. Our arrival at the car show was met with
some little amusement, as if, following the Brexit vote, we had become
friendly aliens. Initially, the topic of conversation was very much
Brexit, which had local support for and against and some incomprehension.
One person was threatening to renounce his British citizenship as
a result.
Saturday evening brought the celebration evening meal and prize-giving,
in which Graham Mander was awarded a trophy for the best cabriolet
at the show. Entertainment for the evening was provided by an Elvis
impersonator with a British name (Johnny something!). His performance
was good enough to take the mainly middle and old aged audience back
on a pop nostalgia trip to the 50s, 60s and 70s. John Wal-lis was
given the opportunity to say a few words about the 2nd British International
Meeting to be held at Arundel Castle in May 2017. He extended a welcome
to all present to visit Brexitland details on, www.borgward.co.uk
Together with the excellent food, the evening turned out to be a very
enjoyable event.
The usual drive-out into the local countryside took place on the Sunday.
Our destination was the PS-Speicher (PS-Storehouse) museum at Einbeck,
about 40miles away. We think the PS stands for horse power (bhp).
The museum was situated in an old 4-storey industrial building which
seemed incongruous in such rural surroundings but, perhaps it processed
agricultural produce similar to the Hefe Hof. The age of the building
did not detract from the quality and presentation of the exhibits.
On entering, there couldn't have been a more uplifting sight for Borgward
fans than the wood frame skeleton body of a pre-war Hansa 1700 and,
suspended upside down above it, the elegantly styled, gleaming red/black
outer body. Nearby, were two aluminium bodied racing Borgwards - a
Cooper-Borgward and an earlier RS1500. Other exhibits - and there
were many - ranged from early bicycles through to F1 racing cars.
It was particularly interesting for us to see makes of transport which
one would not meet in a UK museum - German, Italian, Czech manufacturers.
Lifestyle exhibits of the 60's reminded us of the names, Grundig and
Telefunken.
The old town of Hamlin, itself, is worth a day's visit. Cobbled pedestrianised
streets (thanks to the ring road) are overlooked by half-timbered,
steeply roofed properties dating from the 17th century or maybe earlier.
There were modern shops as well and these blended in well with the
older stuff. To promote the town's connection with the Pied Piper,
brass plates with a rat motif have been inserted among the cobbles.
I don't know where they led, if anywhere. The general impression was
of a prosperous country market town serving the surrounding rural
community.
So, our 3-day visit came to an end. Yet again we were lucky to have
had fine, warm weather and no breakdowns or mishaps to report. Four
Borgwards with 10 occupants landed back on the dock at Harwich. Meanwhile,
Colin and Rita Fortnam, in their Coupé, extended their holiday
on the Continent by continuing to motor down to Italy to meet up with
friends.
Norman Williams