The Tarwin Lower pub in Victoria overlooks the muddy reed banks of the Tarwin River. Between the bar and the lounge there is a fabulous triple fireplace. The three brick chimneys entwine and twist toward the ceiling.
Two old codgers sit silently at the bar. On the dot of noon a breezy young barmaid flies through the front door and they both burst into animated conversation. It’s amazing what a woman can do.