For years and years, all those who lived along the river had to put up with the fishermen blowing their horns, to warn the chap who was on duty at the swing bridge that they wanted to pass through. We would be awakened in the early hours, often from a deep sleep, for the chap who was on duty to open the swing bridge, a most disturbing sound when awakened from deep sleep, an eerie sound when it was foggy. All the boats had a battered boogle on board.
A memory shared byon Jan 9th, 2011.
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