It’s 11 am on a Sunday in Unexpected Guest, one of many new warehouses turned gin distilleries in Sydney’s inner west. The mood is chaotic joy and the place looks like a scene from Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet – red velvet and candles, an altar decked out with bright flowers and a giant neon crucifix fallen on its side.
The Darkness’s I Believe in a Thing Called Love is blaring, and John and Amanda, conspicuously overdressed for mid-morning in a gin joint, are doing shots at the bar – laughing and kissing. Are they starting a bender early or finishing one late?
