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Who knows, perhaps one day, when all that cement dust has
The works begin… Michael Connaughton 2011
ep, there’s no denying the fact that the new Greystones harbour has 
divided opinion in the town.
Some people think it’s a travesty, a mockery of a harbour, a half-finished corporate theme park, there purely for the haves and the have-yachts.
Others simply think it’s an eyesore.
To be fair, there are those who are perfectly happy with the new harbour, as it brings in a better class of tourist for an afternoon or two, after they moor their yacht in the marina and take a stroll through Greystones. For most of the locals though, the new harbour has yet to prove itself worthy of their love and affection.
At this point, it’s worth remembering the hard sell Greystones got when it came to convincing us that this new development of our harbour was going to bring tourism, money (boatloads of it, literally) and unbridled joy to the town. It’s also worth remembering that there were also those in the town who reckoned Sisk’s cunning plans were going to bring money and joy only to a select few. For the bulk of Greystones’ population 
though, the new harbour would bring new rules and heavy restrictions, half-finished promises, and lots and lots of cold, uninviting concrete.
Who knows, perhaps one day, when all that cement dust has 
finally settled, the new harbour will prove itself a thing of beauty, worthy of our love, admiration and lazy afternoons? Right now, as you look across the shoreline from the window of a passing DART, there’s an argument to be made for renaming the marina Sisknobyl.
But, hey, let’s jump back to October 2007 – to that hard sell, and the beginnings of that doomed David and Goliath battle with some local leaflets against the new marina development.
Let’s jump back to a time when a fish didn’t need a permit to swim in Greystones…
