Not a spot for bumping nightlife or a good time if you're under 60.
I walked in to a quiet bar filled with pensioners. Keno and greyhounds played on the tv screens scattered around the room. I sat down with a cold pot and was,
I'll admit, mildly entertained but the senior gentlemen singing Elvis Presley songs into his empty glass. No one really spoke much, focusing mainly on drowning their sorrows.
As I shifted my gaze away from the senior I could see the colourful glow of the pokies machines from across the bar. The somber mood emanating from the poor sods pouring their hard earned into the machines added to the already dreary nature of the place.
Last chance to save the night I thought, so I headed up stairs to play some pool.
I swung open the door to the pool room and was surprised to see all the lights off and no one around.
I walked back down to the bar only to find out that pool is members only.
So that was a wrap. I walked out leaving the bad vibes at the door.