Enjoying the semi-rural vibrancy of our historic town before we are inundated with spew-splattered fries packaging. Nothing is more vibrant than a pussy parade! 

Don’t even think of tying your bike up here. That shit’s for Subiaco. Good DAY, SIR Lycra. 

After burning the bikes we retire – with the other menfolk – to the ‘Ling. There’s nothing quite like chowing down on a house-made Nana. I’m sure you’ll understand – and relish it!