There is a dark side to Tasmania and I’m not referring to the mid-winter, Dark MOFO festival or to the “dark stain” of the island’s convict history. There are no longer bushrangers roaming here – they have been replaced by the real estate industry and a disturbing lack of consumer protection.
When you move, “flit” or relocate, you are not just leaving behind your friends, family, neighbours and work colleagues but that tribe of others who are a part of your support network – hairdresser, doctor, dentist, plumber, nail technician/beauty therapist (for some), vet, barista.
I had been visiting Tasmania for over a decade before making the decision to move here permanently at the beginning of the year. It was a good choice and I’ve come up with a not-so-definitive list of why Tasmania is better than Queensland.
The myth that chocolate makes you fat and gives you spots still persists but the latest research from Scientific America tells us that dark chocolate with 70% or more cocoa content is good for us – with the proviso that it is “portion controlled”.
Looking for our next, “forever” home in Tasmania is becoming an exercise in frustration. There are plenty of houses for sale but there are four criteria boxes we need to place a tick in before we buy. We have ticked up to three boxes for some properties but the elusive fourth has remained empty or has a large X in it. Continue reading →
Last week I relinquished my Queensland car number plates. I’d already switched my Driver’s Licence and my Electoral Role details, set up a local Post Office Box address and got myself a library (LINC) card but driving around on Tasmanian plates is a constant visible reminder that I’m now a local and not just another visiting mainlander. Continue reading →
I went to my first Bream Creek Farmers Market yesterday. They are held on the first Sunday of every month at the Bream Creek Showgrounds which is a short drive after turning off the Tasman Highway at Copping – just over 50kms from central Hobart. Continue reading →