We’d come a long way – from London, where the limit of our agricultural experience had been growing geraniums in window-boxes. We didn’t speak the language, for despite the family name we weren’t Italian. Our budget was modest, as was our ambition. Having had enough of city pressures, we yearned for fresh air, some sunshine, good food and a relaxed approach to life. Chianti beckoned seductively, and we had an idea…

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