One more yard, one more nail in the coffin
OVER the past 180 years, shipbuilding has been inseparable from the Clyde, an endeavour which once employed as many as 70,000 people across 19 yards.
From the one stretch of water, fleet after fleet was sent the world over, cementing the West of Scotland’s status as the engine room of empire.
But the demise of Ferguson Shipbuilders, the last working shipyard on the Lower Clyde, is one of the last breaths of an industry that has been on life support for years. Situated in the shadow of Newark Castle, the 111-year-old Port Glasgow yard has offered a rite of passage to generations on the Clyde, as boys were forged into men as they went in the red-brick building and came out steel cutters, plate rollers and welders.
From its first contract to build two steam tugs, it became a powerhouse of the Inverclyde economy, producing a host of merchant ships and ferries. Its ailing health, however, was highlighted in 2005 when it lost out on two contracts to a rival Polish firm – one for CalMac for £9.5 million, the other for a new fisheries protection vessel for the then Scottish Executive. Other work came in afterwards, but the future was never anything other than short term. n The news that the company has entered receivership serves a reminder of how shipbuilding was not the preserve of the Upper Clyde and Glasgow. In neighbouring Greenock, for example, the names of once illustrious firms such as Scotts, Browns, Lithgows and Head exist only in oral histories and museums. Further afield, Clydebank has endured the demise of its own yards, not least John Brown & Company. n As long ago as the depression of the early 1930s, the volatility of the trade was laid bare when the rusting hulk of the Queen Mary lay abandoned in the yard for two and a half years, which novelist George Blake described in his book, The Shipbuilders, as “a monument to the glory departed”.
In Port Glasgow town centre, where the largest employer is a Tesco megastore, there is a replica of the PS Comet, the first commercial steam vessel in Europe built by the town’s John Wood & Co in 1812. Over two centuries later, it is a source of pride and inspiration, and this morning no doubt, melancholy.