I helped dad do the first lock of the day, it was called Actons Lock.
I got to walk across the lock gates, it was scary but exciting. The lock was deep and rough and if you fell in you weren’t coming out.
When I was across I held our rope to stop the boat bashing against the wall of the lock. When I’m holding the rope I take in the slack as the boat comes up.
We are now moored up by the Islington Tunnnel.