Wine o’clock in downtown Moss Vale

I've always had a weak spot for Moss Vale in the Southern Highlands of NSW – I even got married just down the road from there, at Sutton Forest, one of the better and more enduring steps in my life. I have been watching it slowly change over the decades since.

Argyle Street Wine Merchant entrance, on the corner of the main road through Moss Vale.

I like the slightly worn feel that Moss Vale has, not to mention the fine steaks in its pub, which has been a finalist in important national meat awards. Given we have often stayed in many of the cottages at Pines Pastoral, just outside Moss Vale, and Pines is mainly a producer of quality beef, this seems appropriate. For a long time the town was the poor cousin to Bowral – where the well-off and famous came to live – but lately it has been blooming, with shops opening rather than closing, as used to be the case.