Climb up through scrubby oak woodland and the Convento appears above you on the ridge – a lovely pile of elegant stone buildings around a central courtyard with views in all directions. Dating from the 12th century, the building was rescued from a dilapidated state by previous owner Joan, a New Yorker with an eye for design. The apartments, each named after a tarot card (a pack was found in a niche during the restoration) wouldn’t look out of place in an interiors magazine. A classy minimalism of stark walls and old brick floors combines with luxurious detail: quality linens on deep mattresses, light muslin at windows, delicate ironwork, fresh flowers, dark wood antiques. It feels pleasantly exclusive here but in no way pretentious – just relaxingly country-chic. In front of the Convento is a large terrace with weathered terracotta pots while a bank of lavender and a sweep of gravel steps leads to the pool area for some basking. Courteous and smiling Antonietta will show you around and if you need a bit of urban action, Umbertide, Perugia and Assisi are not far, while Tuscany is only a short drive away.