Now this was a really nice pub with two beer gardens(though I couldn’t work out how to get into the one out the back, despite there being people inside), and some really cool mementoes covering the wall. Mind you, when I first stepped inside, taking notice of the cricket bat leaning against the wall next to the entrance, I noticed that the pub seemed to be full of old men sitting at the bar(so people still sit at bars). A part of me was expecting this to be one of the dreary old pubs, but then I noticed the out door area, and realised that this was South Melbourne, so I guess these old guys are the remnants of the workers who used to live here.