Scones and honey for tea in genteel Hobart
“More English than England herself” was how Anthony Trollope once described Tasmania. And so it sometimes still seems. In the lace-curtained cafes of Hobart, there are buttered scones and honey for tea. Church bells ring across meadows where plump cows graze And there are towns called Brighton, Beaconsfield and Launceston. The original settlers, it is […]