The room’s short list
Age, chips and a bit of quiet at the far end of the shed — that is most of it.
A first visit, in brief
Nobody is handed a rulebook at the door — the room explains itself within the first few minutes, mostly by watching whoever is already sitting down.
A face at the door checks photo ID before anything else happens; eighteen is the line, and it’s checked the same way every single time.
After that it’s simply a matter of finding a table with a spare seat, or asking the house dealer to point one out.
The essentials
Photo ID, every time — eighteen is the cut-off, and nobody argues it.
This shed is the whole of it; there is no app or website version of the room.
A chip tracks the score and nothing more — it means nothing past the front step.
Not a single machine, pokie or screen has ever had a place in this building.
Hold any disagreement until the hand is finished, then take it to the house dealer.
Four tables, no more — on a full night, you wait by the counter until a chair clears.