I'd selected another Airbnb for my stay for the next two nights, as the next day I would be going to MONA I wanted accommodation that was close to Hobart, or relatively so.
Also, again as in Strahan the cost was relatively good, especially compared to a motel/hotel.

The "Country styled cottage set amidst vineyard/orchard" in Old Beach caught my eye while searching because it was a little of the way outside of Hobart. Originally I had thought I was going to spend a little bit of time in Oatlands doing a tour of the Callington Mill and generally exploring a little bit. I'd also wanted to give myself some time in the highlands area.
Which meant I'd given myself ample time to get from Strahan to Oatlands, as my last time in Tasmania I'd felt a bit rushed going from place to place.
But because the mill hadn't been open to exploration I'd finished there early, so in theory I could have stayed closer to Hobart.

View from balcony, just visible are new build houses.

But I'm glad I didn't because the country cottage in Old Beach was rather unique. I arrived before Mark (the host) was home, so had time to take in the property.
The first thing I noticed as I drove towards the address was that the property and the few houses that were on large hobby farm-sized blocks were ringed in by higher density suburbs.
Basically all the land around these hobby farms has been sub-divided into smaller suburb-sized greenfield standard-sized blocks.
When I met Mark I did ask him 'did you buy the block and then the houses surrounded you or...', the former. Mark told me that his neighbour had been a pea and something else farmer and then died. In order to settle the estate his executors had needed to divide up the land, which now meant all of these new builds going on.
Green wedges, at least for this area don't seem to exist, and the neighbouring Bridgewater, Mark informed me was something like one of the worst suburbs in Tasmania, with a lot of housing commission housing around it. Supposedly it was something of an experiment by the Tasmanian government back in the 1970s, which hadn't exactly worked out.

The setting that the cottage sits however is very picturesque, with the view out of the windows of grape vines, fruit trees and beyond that horse paddocks replete with horses. It's really very pretty especially on the days I was there; blue skies, some clouds and on the second day I watched the overcast clouds slowly tumble across the skies.

The cottage, Mark explained, he'd built for his mother (who's now in a nursing home over the hill).
It's a well fitted out cottage with a kitchenette and living area, with also a dining table with 3 chairs.
Bathroom and then a bedroom with two king single beds.

The kitchenette was well set up with microwave, small oven / hot plate combination. There were pots and pans, crockery and cutlery. In the fridge; milk, eggs, bread and associated spreads. The cupboard contained coffee and several types of tea, plus cereals.
It really was very well kitted out, especially compared to my previous night's accommodation of The Boat Shed, which had more rooms, but fewer additional offerings (not that I'm complaining).

Mark said if I needed anything to come and find him, but I was content to be left alone, and on the following day after having returned from Hobart sat drinking several cups of tea while I typed out my thoughts of the day, found it quite relaxing just sitting at the table looking out at the view, it's something I seldom do on my road trips as I'm usually driving most of the day and then stopping for the night, eating early and then falling asleep into bed. It was quite nice, just to be sat for the late afternoon, not doing much.