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Here we go, the Royal Hotel in Guyra.  We passed through here last year and missed it.  Wasn't going to do that again.  Between us we must be getting close to exhausting the list of Royals in New South Wales.

[Update]

Julie asked on my last Royal Hotel post "Would it be your assessment that this would be the numerically paramount pub name in Australia? With perhaps Railway Hotel coming second?"

My gut feeling was that Royal Hotels are the most prevelant with Commercial Hotels also being quite high on the list. I found the stats below here http://publocation.com.au/facts which confirmed my instinct but still leaves us way short of getting them all given that we are still under 100.  I think they include Royalish hotels (i.e. ones with the word Royal in the name) but nonetheless we have a way to go even with pure Royals.

Royal242Federal31Farmer11
Commercial137Criterion29Telegraph11
Club107Albion23Metropolitan10
Grand81Junction23Riverview10
Railway74Courthouse22Reef10
Central44Shamrock21Bush9
Victoria43Palace20Commonwealth8
Exchange42Union19Oriental7
Imperial39Empire17Wheat sheaf7
Australian34Terminus16Waterloo7
Crown34Globe15Racecourse6
Golden34Post office16Robin Hood6
Star32Prince of Wales14Jockey5

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  1. We'll have to get our skates on. I have a shot of the Exchange Hotel in Coen. The name is in steel letters upon the roof line Somehow someone has erected an "S" in front of it. It now reads Sexchange Hotel.

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