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Royal Mail Hotel, Braidwood

As you know I always have my eye out for Royal Hotels, I found one here. Apparently it was the Royal Hotel but was renamed the Royal Mail Hotel for the filming of the 1970s film of Ned Kelly.  This is a heritage town, perfect for a film set.


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  1. WinamDecember 22, 2011 at 8:47 AM

    Another beautiful pub. Never been to Braidwood so looking forward to your photos.

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  2. JimDecember 22, 2011 at 9:19 AM

    Good find.

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  3. AnnDecember 22, 2011 at 9:36 AM

    I like that one. so much more atmosphere than modern glass and chrome.

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  4. JulieDecember 22, 2011 at 9:44 AM

    I like the roofline here. Not sure about the colours for an old pub like this. Think they under-cooked with the signage.

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  5. JulieDecember 22, 2011 at 9:45 AM

    umm ... go on ... add it to your Royals ...

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  6. diane bDecember 22, 2011 at 11:41 PM

    i like the colours and look, no advertising. Every time I want to take an old pub it is usually adorned with plastic adds flapping from the balconies.

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