Ferry
A Memory of Woolwich.
I used to love the ferry, it was like going on holiday. My mum had a brother in hospital somewhere near Woolwich. It was always Sunday and it always seemed to be sunny. I used to love going down and seeing all the working parts on the old ferries, always polished and shinning. It seems daft but I can still smell the Thames, I think it's cleaner now. Sometimes we would walk the tunnel but that scared me, I always thought the water was going to come in. I hear it's not changed much, the tunnel.
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sometimes I would go and forth on the ferry many times then get off in North woolwich and go in the park before going home and not saying a word about it because i wasn't allowed on ferry or in tunnel without my parents