The Mitre Tavern is the oldest Tavern in Melbourne. Quite possibly the loudest too. Noise from revellers at the tavern reaches us (we live right above it) until about 11 pm, at which time there are scraping noises as all of the outside furniture is put away. At around 5.30 in the morning, it all begins again when gas bottles are unloaded, a leaf blower is run around the outside area, and the furniture put back out. I haven’t figured out yet why this all can’t wait for a couple more hours.
The sloped roof is a throwback to colonial roots, to ward off the snow, which ironically does not fall in Melbourne. The small windows are designed to avoid England’s window tax, again ironic as there was never such a tax in Melbourne.
The Mitre 10 chain of hardware stores throughout Australia and New Zealand are named for this tavern. The founders of Mitre 10, were passing through Bank Place, and spying the tavern, realised that Mitre was a great name of a hardware store. Mitre 2 didn’t sound as good as Mitre 10.
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