During the 1970s and 1980s, the squatters' movement in the Netherlands won a number of rights to prevent property speculation and buildings remaining empty for several years. As a result, squatters are allowed to take over a property if it has been empty for more than a year.
I was lucky to meet a group of Dutch squatters when I was in Amsterdam for a weekend, back in the late 80's.
They invited me and my friend Nicki, to their squat 'Tugelaweg' in East Amsterdam. It consisted of a row of old tenement houses,that had been empty for many years.
Chris,an English Hippie, who had been living in the Dam for years ( probably after visiting for a weekend) ,Helmut, a Berlin punk who played guitar like a demon, Jim, Dirk and The Doc had the idea of turning the whole street into massive collective and music venue but had only occupied a couple of the houses so far.
We put our plans to travel round Europe on hold and got involved with making this dream come true.
Amsterdam soon became my
" Reason D'etre".
We knocked 2 of the houses into 1, this was to become our " Clubhouse". We built a bar and a stage from tatted furniture, scavenged from the streets and set up a kitchen.
A few weeks later, we were ready to open.
Taken when I was living there. ( my house is 3rd from the right)
A few months later we were the second largest squat in Amsterdam at the time. Every night over 200 people would come to our clubhouse to listen to bands, eat and discuss the future of the movement.We became a centre for artists, political activists and free thinkers.
We would go to the market at the end of every day, and bring back fruit and veg, on our bikes and turn it into gorgeous vegetarian food to serve in the evenings.
We worked closely with CONRADSTRAAT, our sister squat situated in disused warehouses along side the Amstel Canal.
That was a fairly long time squat in Amsterdam. Whole families had made it their home. Kids were born there and brought up there.
Conredstraat was evicted to make way for luxury apartments on the site.
There were hundreds and hundreds of cops
The cops started moving in with water cannons. We held out, it was the last stand, we were not going to give up Conradstraat without a fight.
It ended up being the biggest eviction in European history at the time.
Fond memories :)