Yesterday Bill received a telephone call from his godson, Jonathan, who was near Ancona having left Lecce (far south) in the morning. They had not seen each other for about 15 years and so the phone call was, to say the least, unexpected. Jonathan had driven from Oxford to Lecce and was now meandering his way back home. He arrived with us about 5.30, no doubt feeling shattered after a full day’s driving. But after a quick shower we went out for a meal and a plate of pasta, a fillet steak, salad and ships managed to quell his appetite. He was on his way to Ravenna and so left early this morning as the cities of the north held more appeal than the village life of San Giorgio.