They say there’s a fine line between bravery and stupidity, so it’s little wonder Nicola and Carl Mason raised a few eyebrows when they upped stakes and moved from Perth to Hobart. They’d never even visited the island state, they had no jobs and two daughters, Holly, aged seven at the time, and Brooke, five, to support plus son Daniel on the way.
But the lure of four distinct seasons, the prospect of living in a mini version of England where both were born, and a full menu of outdoor adventure opportunities persuaded them to leave behind family and friends, all that was familiar, and a successful recycled furniture business. However, they were young, resourceful and resilient, and found their feet relatively easily with their new life on the other…