I ventured up here on a warm, sunny Tuesday afternoon; a short and convenient walk from Circular Quay but also far enough away to avoid the hoards of bothersome tourists. Then again, while I saw this as a positive, it is perhaps to the business’ detriment as it was noticeably quiet despite its proximity to the harbour. Though perhaps it’s more of a haunt for locals who would’ve undoubtedly been working during my visit.
“I need booze and cigarettes!” -The lady in front of me in the bottleshop queue She left with a pack of Winfield Blues and a bottle of butterscotch schnapps. I guess I’d feel crappy too if I slipped on a wet toilet and screwed up my knee. That’s no excuse to drink butterscotch schnapps though. That’s just wrong. What are you, 15? (Note to self: never go to the local bottlo on a Friday night) That non sequitur had almost nothing […]