Imagine you’re an eager tourist arriving at Spencer Street Station in the late 1920s or early 1930s.
With your back to the acrid coal smoke and much-needed sea breeze of the docks, you take one of the numerous passageways to the front entrance of the station and there, across the street at the corner of Spencer and Little Collins, you find the Hotel Alexander, the swankiest hotel in an otherwise no-frills end of the city
Read more of Ashley Smith’s story here in Docklands News (scroll down to P18)