Launceston again

We came back to Launceston thinking we were going to pick up our computer, but alas, we wouldn’t pick it up until we were leaving Tassie! We made the most of our time in a big town – fixing a tyre, adjusting some brakes, seeing a film, eating out.

We asked in a wine bar for a recommendation for a cheap and cheerful but good asian restaurant, and got sent to Me Wah, the fanciest chinese restaurant in town. Having just been for a longish walk around Cataract Gorge, we weren’t feeling so flash, but being Launceston, there were blokes in t-shirts and thongs, so we fitted in OK. But the dress code didn’t really fit with the over the top, obsequious silver service and the wine list that featured some French wines of $3000 plus! We were trying to imagine who would knock back a $3000 bottle of wine with their fried ice cream! The food was great though.

I (Nic) was happy to get out of Launceston because when I’m here I am tormented by the title line of a song that I used to know ‘Watching the Lights Go Out Over Launceston” by that formerly favourite Tasmanian band of mine from the late 80s early 90s The Fish John West Reject. I even still have the t-shirt, in mint condition! But anyway I can’t remember any more of that song, and so every time I see the word Launceston I get that same line running through my head – it was driving me mad!