Sydney Life – Part 1

For years the Sydney underground institution aptly named Manacle was the destination for all twisted, slightly deranged and most definitely chemically-affected creatures of the night who could not/would not sleep and wanted to party in a serious way whether daytime or midnight.

Each early morning, say 9am, punters who had been partying the night before, and could not/would not go home, would rock up to the hole-in-the-wall in a tiny, cramped Darlinghurst alleyway, and be greeted by the Bouncer, whos job it was to assess their stability and ability to stand upright for the next 5 or so hours of deep dark dungeon partying.

Manacle, Darlinghurst, Sydney: f/2.8; Exposure Time: 1/45sec; Metering Mode: Pattern

Manacle, Darlinghurst, Sydney: f/2.8; Exposure Time: 1/45sec; Metering Mode: Pattern

The Bouncer was a leather biker chick hard as nails but with a heart of soft marshmallow, clothed in leather biker studs and with a sharp tongue and clear mind, who could rapidly assess the punter, and give them the hall-pass to party…or send them on their merry way.

Here she is giving this Punter the heave-ho at the doorway of Manacle/Fire Exit, 11AM on a crisp Sydney Spring day in September 2006.

About Alice

I run, I jump, I sing, I dance. Whether climbing trees, walls or stairs I do it at a clip. When out, my date is always Trusty Nikon (who never lets me down in the attire stakes; so smart in his black, with a pop of red!). Where does it lead, this love affair of mine? Well, its lead me to Dubai, via the matrimonial aisle, thanks to a gorgeous husband who whisked me from Coogee beach, Sydney into the Arabian Peninsula - to my new home, Dubai. I am a freelance writer and photographer and my wish is to snap away, to scribe and to share it all with you. Enjoy.
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