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By Keith Floyd
Published 1994
I stood on the roof of a fortified farmhouse and looked across the acres of ancient olive trees that surrounded it to the plain and to the Adriatic Sea where warships, supply vessels and aircraft carriers stood off the coast of Brindisi, part of the seemingly hopeless war in Bosnia. In former times this tranquil part of Italy had been the scene of warring, religious feuding, banditry and rustling. From the time of the Moors and the Christians and the Saracens. The robber barons. The warlord