Everything you ever wanted in a small-town pub.
It's Saturday night, we're feeling alright, and after a big fat dinner a group of us are keen to kick on. The only place open is the Lakes & Ocean and everyone in town is here. It's a total shitshow, there's a terrific covers band on and hammered people in rugby league jerseys swaying around on the dance floor spilling their beers. The men are also having a good time.
It's not pretty by any means, but what do you think this is, Bondi? Pssht. This is the heartland, this is a pub where you can chat to anyone and they'll give you a smile back. Not always with all their teeth, but hey, a smile's a smile. It's loud, it's raucous, it's no frills, it's a sticky, sweaty, heaving, air guitar good time that I can't wait to come back to. read more