Slick, private and as unexpected as can be – Hatherley House is a true Tasmanian devil, writes Aimee Leabon One could, in all fairness, be forgiven for assuming Hatherley House to be a bit musty. You know... a place of winding staircases, secret passageways and draughty halls; of small rooms and creaky floorboards. It is, after all, “an 1830’s grand mansion listed on the National Estate Register”, according to the website. Moreover it’s in Launceston which, although very beautiful, is hardly the epicentre of the accommodation industry. How good can this place be? “My wife and I stayed there the night...