My family walked through these gates on Christmas Eve 1959 after a six week sea voyage on the S.S. Fairsea... the Sitmar line that brought us all the way from Southampton to start a new life. I remember a burly stevedore on the wharf who provided my first words from a native Australian, "Get out the way, yer little Pommy bastard" !!!
When last Sheldon and I were here this was a posh cafe for pooches and their owners. No more. All locked up. Another trendy floperoo.
The Port Melbourne terminus for the light rail.
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