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13 April 2015 Guest blog by Rear Admiral Lunchalot  - a response to my submission to the DL Harbour public consultation earlier today.

Alison

You need to embrace change.  A disembarkation gangway  from a liner through the front door of the Royal St George is no bad thing; and for those that don’t want to walk can I say the front platforms are, to my mind, a perfect parking place for a taxi rank and coaches. The adjacent Royal Irish has always struggled on the catering front and I am sure those passengers, by the time they hit (sorry dock in) our humble port, will be up to their ying yangs in fine dining. Where better than the Irish for an old burger and beer? One in the eye for McDonalds up on main street. If the RIYC could change their club colour and logo from deep navy blue to green and encourage staff to go for the leprechaun look, hey presto you are talking one serious Irish experience right on your doorstep. No need to go and see the real Temple Bar.

Should all this be too much of an imposition the clubs can always look at a reverse takeover of the Dún Laoghaire Motor Yacht Club and drop the “motor” to give it some social cache.  Remember we will always have the coal harbour.

The downside of this new structure, as I see it, is that the guys that build it are going to expect to be paid, unlike last time. Dalkey residents won’t be too happy about dynamite use up in the quarry - could result in spilt pints in Finnegans. All in all though, I think they should go for it. Nothing like progress.

Rear Admiral Lunchalot


Nota Bene: my response to this letter was signed using my pseudonym Major Major Smoked Salmon Liberal.





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  • home
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    • blog 2014-2020 >
      • I first met Arnie
      • Do you ever get the feeling
      • Sisyphus May
      • Brexit bulldog
      • revision notes the 8th amendment
      • one billboard outside dublin
      • save the 8th or save ireland
      • Letter from Mysuru
      • Letter from India i
      • raining on our parade
      • twitter harakiri
      • am I a writer?
      • come on the Guardian
      • I hope the BBC was reading too
      • brace yourselves gentlemen
      • time to air a dirty little Irish secret
      • Let them eat brioche
      • id ego superego in a venn diagram
      • The physics chanteuse
      • The Untouchables (with apologies to Eisenstein)
      • Depressed. I think my new boyfriend is a chatbot.
      • Election grief
      • Help I'm on too many platforms
      • The questions I would have asked at the leaders' debate
      • a selection from one of my platforms
      • Shhh! It's the Angelas
      • Politics 21st Century
      • The Fumbally Fairy Story
      • My alternative vision at the save our seafront meeting
      • A fond memory of the ferry to Dun Laoghaire
      • the second book deal
      • redacted letters in an artwork
      • the unprinted letters part i
      • a photo blog from Cefalu
      • My 2116 vision (including women in power)
      • Rear Admiral Lunchalot (guest blog)
      • Dun Laoghaire and the cruise ships >
        • An American visitor's thoughts
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      • 50 ways to please your mother
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      • Protestant angst
      • The New TD
      • Having the Twitters
      • The democracy box
      • LGBTH?
      • The book signing
      • Dining out on Hong Kong
      • The British Isles happy family
      • Dear UK, Love from Ireland
      • Art that almost moved me to tears
      • Your smart big brother
      • The card that Sappho was dealt
      • it's a relative question
      • My liver belongs to you
      • a melting pot of Irishness (in our new passport)
      • The Dialogue, with apologies to Galileo
      • Sartorial surveillance by An Garda
    • letters >
      • 2026
      • 2021 to 2022
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      • Cocooned
      • Fragile
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      • The last two pots of marmalade
      • Untitled
      • fledgling
      • cast adrift
      • Poets and their editors down in the school yard
      • I am Eire
      • Aisling
      • Your children are not your children
      • Where you lie
      • The family that...
      • Two doves
      • They told me Heraclitus they told me you were dead
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      • Crabbing
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      • Gift
      • When I am dead my dearest
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