The true story of the Victorian Janet Ross, who left England after marrying at age 18 to live first in Egypt and then Italy, is fascinating. The author tells a more or less chronological tale, although chapters are loosely grouped by theme. Throughout the chapters, famous people parade past, including Virginia Woolf, Mark Twain, and Henry James - but also many famous and fascinating people of the day. While we may think of the Victorian period as rather stodgy, the ebb and flow of this story says otherwise.
Janet Ross was interesting long before she was born. Both her grandmother and her mother were renowned linguists, translators and authors. Janet (and her niece after her) follow closely in their footsteps, both authoring and translating highly acclaimed books. In Janet's case this included scholarly translations of the d'Medici family letters and - her most known work - a cookbook. This cookbook details how Italians celebrate vegetables on the dinner plate, and is attributed with dragging Victorian England at least a little bit away from their meat and potato.
Janet's main career, however, is as an agriculturalist. After moving onto a friend's landholding, she eventually takes over running the property for him. After nearly 20 years of this arrangement, she and her husband purchase an old castle and restore it to its splendor, working the considerable landholdings using an arrangement of reciprocity with the families who live on the land. Janet's story comes to a close in the years between the world wars, and this ancient agreement between landowner and tenants doesn't last much longer. Following the end of World War II the way of life that kept properties like this going has fallen away and it must be sold.
The author does an admirable job of explaining details as the story progresses without losing her way, but it must have been difficult because each digression signposts another fascinating aspect that looks equally as interesting as Janet's story - including books that her friends and relatives have penned, or colourful characters that pass through.
It was particularly interesting reading this after having just finished Lark Rise to Candleford, which covers a similar time frame, but from the perspective of very poor farm hands rather than the middle/upper classes. Another interesting point of comparison is with On Persephone's Island, written almost 100 years later by another female expatriate taking up life in Italy (although in this case it was Sicily rather than Tuscany) and detailing with great care the seasons of planting and harvesting on farmland not dissimilar to those described here.