Brighton Antique Dealer invited us for coffee at the RACV club (Royal Automobile Association of Victoria) where she and her toyboy were staying in the city.
They found a good deal for accommodation at Easter, but they did not want to pay the high dining prices at the club.
We had coffee with them and what a lovely place the club is. There is so much interesting art within the building. Their room was divinely large with two large beds and so tastefully decorated, and ok city views.
We had trammed in on a 58, and to get to where BAD wanted to dine, we trammed down Bourke Street and then Swanston Street to Clocks, a gambling venue that serves ok meals at a very reasonable price. The trams were so busy on a Sunday night, we could barely fit on any of them.
You can visit Clocks and totally ignore the gambling machines. Become a club member, we have, and you get everything discounted by a dollar or two. Ironically I ventured into a smoking area at the western end for a breath of fresh air and there was not a bad view of the Flinders Street train platforms below. I knew the view was there already.
So, some photos from the club.
I forget what model car this one was.
A named private lane leading to the RACV Club car park.
City building views from BAD's room were not bad.
I always though Clocks was a Greek owned club, perhaps because of the Doxa name, but it is a not for profit charity. The next time I lose $5 in a pokie machine, I will consider it a charitable donation.