Range Rover

Say what you like about Richarbl, actually no, please don’t, but in any case he took up the challenge of photographing the Ranges Inn, got a marvellous exterior shot, was rebuffed at his first attempt to photograph the interior, went back and got one. I really love the wrecked car trailer. The future will appreciate the pic I think, because you get the feeling that the building, like the Norwood won’t be with us for ever. The old section does have a certain charm. Might even be some Cocos for aficionados. Wonder what its history is. The bloke with his dog is pure Australia. Now this is someone’s business, so make sure you frame your comments with that in mind. Legally questionable comments will be deleted.

About The Lazy Aussie

Commended Haiku writer. A lover of The West's Worst. Perth stand-up comedian, photographer and writer.
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138 Responses to Range Rover

  1. Hugh Jass says:

    On a serious note, I think that all these kodak moments need to have the street address attached, so that in 2045 they can look back and go “uhh, 45 Guildford st Maylands” rather than “where the hell was that photo taken?”

    Cheers TLA :)

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  2. gregoryno6 says:

    the dog
    and his master
    slump beside
    worthless souvenirs
    of
    The Lucky Shop
    slow horses
    that could have been
    beers

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  3. shazza says:

    No need to make any comments TLA. The guy slumped at the bar said it all for me. Then again so does the rubbish pile at his feet. Oh, and so does the kipping dog.
    Did I mention the bar stools?

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  4. Shreiking Wombat says:

    Dear god. That pub has it all:

    Lone, clinically depressed customer slumped over the bar. Dog (possibly dead) slumped on the floor. Crap faux-celtic font above the doors. Plus the truck!

    The only thing missing is the skimpie.

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  5. monkeypants says:

    Magnificent Rich, and i remember that pub fondly from my
    Welshpool- Midland-Kalamunda repping days. Use to pass by regularly. Please note i said “pass by” and i don’t want anyone to get too jealous of the upmarket territory i had to visit clients in.

    I think that pub is more Australian than any Tim Winton story could ever be.

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  6. poor lisa says:

    Great work rich!

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  7. Shreiking Wombat says:

    Can anyone make out the signage above the doors?

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  8. Shreiking Wombat says:

    Heritage my arse. Is it a restauraunt?

    They should have just gone straight for the jugular and called it ‘The Munted Cunt’.

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  9. WAtching says:

    Kudos Rbl.

    Very nice worsting.

    Only a matter of time before they turn this into a Tapas Bar.

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  10. Bento says:

    Oooh, I see it also has accommodation. So, WAtching, just how far will you go for a Worst?

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  11. David Cohen says:

    If the Ranges Inn ever had life, it was dead now.

    It was like walking into a lung, a sulfer-stained, nicotine
    yellow and fly-blown lung.

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  12. Michael says:

    These are some very good photographs. The indoor one is especially good.

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  13. shazza says:

    Wonder what’s on the telly? Sundays repeat of First Tuesdays Book Club perhaps?

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  14. Pfortner says:

    Week at the Ranges
    Bellevue’s finest sinking piss
    V8s on TV

    Sick of Red Rooster
    Drunken wander up to the
    Lucky Dragon? Nah

    Dahn’t like that XXXXX food
    See what’s at the servo mate
    Snag us something cunt?

    Phwoar, too right – Twisties
    Nothin better to soak up
    A day on Export

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  15. Mez says:

    You are a legend Rich! It’s just as I remember it

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  16. I once more claim the distinction of having played a gig at the Ranges Inn circa 1991. Can’t remember too much about it, except an initial sense of terror and the subsequent relief at how much the bogan/bikie clientele seemed to appreciate our rudimentary Joy Division and Sisters of Mercy inflected maunderings. We didn’t get beaten up, anyway.

    I’ve got mixed feelings about this kind of pub. On the one hand, as Richarbl’s excellent photos demonstrate, they’re truly risible. On the other, I find the likes of the Brisbane, or that new bar at the Murray St end of Shafto Lane, far more so.

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  17. forkboy71 says:

    ….

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  18. forkboy71 says:

    drunk…..procreating…..day release….centerlink…..the usual.

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  19. forkboy71 says:

    Range Rover rusts red
    defeated drunk, dog lays dead
    reads the epitaph.

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  20. lauren says:

    hey, the curry place below the pub is excellent. tacky and horribly decorated, but the food rates!!!

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  21. NF#1 says:

    It may be of interest to some here that alongside the expected seven days a week skimpies, the Ranges Inn is now advertising something called a “Rat’s Ass Pint” for the princely sum of seven bucks. Naturally I was curious as to the nature of such an appealingly titled beverage. Google reveals the pub’s own website to contain the known universe’s sole reference to this “locally brewed beer”. I admit to words such as “trough” and “dregs” flitting through my mind while pondering this, though one should of course draw one’s own conclusions.

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