Peter and George and I went for a meal in the Posh Convict Bar in the Rose and Crown Hotel in Guildford on Peter's last night here. Dating from 1841, I'd love to have been a fly on the wall since then. Guildford was the last staging post before you headed out to the goldfields of Kalgoorlie and Coolgardie and places less civilised ...The food was excellent on our night out. Peter had the Cumberland sausage and mash and G and I had the grilled Barramundi - excellent.... and there was no sign of bread and water - not even brioche and evian - being POSH!
Friday, 3 June 2011
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