At the top end of The Rocks you reach Miller's Point. I had always assumed that Miller's point was named after an eminent Mr Miller, which I suppose it was if you consider "Jack the Miller" to be a proper name. Did Jack the Ripper go by "Mr Ripper" in formal circles? We'll never know.
Anyway, Jack milled the flour for the convict residents of Sydney (and their minders). There's no windmill any more, but Miller's point is home to the oldest garrison church in the whole of Australia. The cricketer Glen McGrath got married here. The windows contain cobalt and gold to give them their colour and, given it's military history, the baptism font is actually a WWII soldier's helmet. There are not many places in modern-day Australia where the Aussie flag is raised alongside the Union Jack.
At the other end of Argyle street is the Lord Nelson pub (where we had lunch) and the Palisades, where we didn't, on account of it being a bit lifeless and unloved - I could only imagine the "bar meals" as we surveyed the slot machines against the wall. The tower in the photogragh is the control station for the Port of Sydney - it controls the shipping. If you click to enlarge, you'll see the Palisades isn't in the best state of repair. There's a restaurant upstairs and original Edwardian tiles and front door ("easier to wipe down" commented the barmaid).
"You come back here in ten years, all this will be prime real estate", said Darren. "They'll tart it all up. If you could buy, now's the time to buy". He's right. It's frustrating to see the opportunity and have no way of taking advantage.
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