One of the regrets I have to live with is not having driven up into Montalcino. I passed the picturesque hilly town rushing to an appointment. This was more than a decade ago and I am blushing in embarrassment and shame. In spite of my gross neglect, I have, fortunately, not been “spared” the Tuscan delight. Instead, in the last two years, I have been generously introduced to one of the finest, Poggio Antico. Their 33 hectares of vineyards – at an average elevation of 480 metres above sea level – are some of the highest (that being 650 metres). Charmer of a wine. A passing floral aspect, red fruit including cherries, delicate tannins, invigorating freshness and feminine poise. Pitch perfect balance.