Fremantle
There's a grey-haired relaxed vibe about this place. Cheap beer (they can't take the beer kegs to their temporary digs in the Tennis Club) and sausages in buns on the way. Everyone seems to know each other, although there's something of a divide between the bowling club folk and the newcomers from the Workers' Club. A friendly dog watches the arrivals with me, parked next to the front door.