I loved this building. And remember the RSL as part of it, upstairs. Would be in the 1950s. I was probably about 7 or 8 years old, and was enticed to be part of a fashion parade there. I was one of the younger participants.
I cringe, as I had seen models model clothes, and thought I had to hold my hands outwards as I walked and swung my hips. Thank goodness there were no photos taken.
I can also remember dances there, and being young, didn’t dance, but some of the RSL members (men) would ask me to dance, and I would stand on their leather shoes while they did the dance steps, with me standing on their feet. To me, then, that was a very ‘grown-up’ thing to do.