Another jewel from Tassie, though this one – as an immaculate Hobart central family home with endless Derwent views – is a dead cert to command a little more than attention and coin than the regular Launceston fair. That said, to all those schlepping the endless, windblown steppe of mainland house buying right now it is sure to still be a bargain. Call the rapid response unit stat! (tee hee)
This one with textured glass panels, stone fireplaces and simple white tones is the very picture of refined, old school, early Australian (c.1952) Modernism sitting timelessly on Mount Stuart. The work of Czech-born architect Frank Stary (migrant Mod strikes again!) this rambling (perhaps later extended?) ripper evokes the early twentieth century sensibilities with that distinct European flavour, a utilitarian starkness but not without a touch of paired back glam (our Danish nana born in 1911 would approve). And no environment in the country can compliment such euro evocation as the back hills of early spring Hobart, with the snow still dusting just above you, water before you and the clear blue sky striking from every window. Breath it in.