"The Edgewater! Had many goooooood times here!" At my motel, Gina Timms, a big woman, short black hair and broad of face, in the Lambie livery of black and yellow, jumps out of a big car, with a big picture of Gina Timms on the side. Black hair, broad of face, it’s an eternal regress…

‘I thought we’d go to Sprayton and Eastville’ places I’ve never heard of, ‘burbs and satellites of Devonport, centre of the eastern edge of Braddon, the sprawling seat that Gina and four other Jacqui Lambie Networkers are contesting. It’s raw, grey, 9am, a Tuesday morning in North Tasmania.