A diminutive obelisk marks Macquarie Pier A D 1818. The graffito is as follows:
I love sleeping on the beach & dancing in the waves & cooking on an open fire, watching the horizon & trying to ignore the city lights.
Every town needs heritage. Even a small amount can do wonders and save the society, save the economy and save the tourism industry. It saves the institutions from taking on new and imaginative responsibilities and spending money on matters that the people desire. It won't save the Sunday drivers from gridlock at the foreshore.
(Just to be clear, irony was attempted by the preceding words. Also, mildly interesting distances measured along the pier were printed in The Herald but they are not to hand just now.)