I love my life, you know. I love it so much I’m prepared to fight each and every day. And I do. Fight I mean, every day against all of those naysayers. As a girl leaving school they said I should be a craft teacher. Right. Then at university they said that girls like me don’t get jobs in the City. Right. Then after 10 years at Goldman they said I’d never survive without them. After 10 more years at Morgan Stanley they said I was mad to leave and give up just to put my family first. They told me that City people never recreate themselves, we are practically unemployable apparently.
But out of all this struggle I see the beautiful things I’ve created. Obviously the children, three amazing brand new boys. Then our wines, grafted from earth,sun and sky, all of the Italy I relish every day. And of course the hilltop Hotel where every piece of linen, every chair, even the forks bought at silver stalls on Portobello Market all chosen by me with so much care, it is almost a religion to me. And the creations don’t stop there. Sharing what we do here in Italy with our friends is a mission. When you open a bottle of our wine we want you to close your eyes and be in this Tuscan paradise. Sip from the glass that clean, gentle air, the freshly ploughed rows between the vines, the light, the gorgeous Italian sun.
So when someone told me yesterday to down tools and forget this decade or so of absolute devotion I realise nothing changes. I need to buckle down again and prove them wrong. Just as we are extracting fine wines from this unforgiving rocky soil, so for me out of the most difficult moments comes something outstanding.
Look at our Conti di San Bonifacio Winery here http://www.contidisanbonifacio.com/winery/ and our Wine Resort here http://www.contidisanbonifacio.com/hotel/