It was the end of March 1961 and raining, and my leave ashore was about to end, so I started to pack and prepare to go back to sea again.

I left home in Maidstone early one morning and caught the bus into town. From there I made my way to the railway station for the train to Woolwich. From there I made my way to the ferry for the crossing of the Thames. From north Woolwich (the other side) I made my way to the docks.

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