Foreword: I'm putting up my A to Z of things I like with the express permission of Juliannus Mirabilis. This list initially appeared in email form to herself last night, as I was trying to make up for a series of banal responses in the face of her own excellent efforts (were she still to update www.revertlater.blogspot.com she could blog said meisterwerks!!!!)...
Anyway, on with it...
A = 'Alligator'. By The National. Best album ever bought, containing such classics as 'City Middle' and 'Daughters Of The Soho Riots.' Ask Dave. He'll confirm.
B = Beer. Need I elaborate? Current favourite is Spaten Munchen Booooy!, as they call it in Waterford (well, Johnny doing a Waterford accent, anyway).
C = Cinema. Favourite extra-curricular activity, save for pub-going-to (see 'S')
D = Dingle. Arse to Fungi, ignore the foreign tourists (as opposed to those from other parts of Ireland) and you'll find many, MANY delights within. Especially O'Flahertys.
E = Endgame, the REM instrumental from the 'Out Of Time' album, is very beautiful. Endgame, the Beckett play I had to sit through a few months ago, is bollocks. Sorry Fennell. And Gersende.
F = Fish. Great brain food, and so very tasty. Whether it's fresh sole or in sushi form, it's the best of the food stuffs. Along with cheese. Don't like plaice though.
G = Germany. Or Heidelberg to be more precise, as it's the only part of Germany I've properly seen. The most idyllic city I've been to. And O'Reillys is a Mecca.
H = Heidelberg (see 'G').
I = Ireland. It gets a hard time but it's, eh, y'know, grand. Suppose.
J = Jelly and ice cream. Not just hospital food. Lemon jelly and vanilla, to be more specific.
K = Kisses. You can tell a lot.
L = Liverpool. Stevie. Robbie. Carra. European Cups. FA Cups. Kop. That oh so elusive search for the title. Love it. But it kills me.
M = Music. Just got me through four hours on a bus to Limerick. For which I am grateful.
N = National (The). Gave me 'Alligator' (see 'A'), 'Cherry Tree' and 'Sad Songs For Dirty Lovers.' Phenomenal all.
O = Olives. Recently got into these. Green ones stuffed with feta are the business.
P = Personal hygiene. Wash, rinse and repeat. ALWAYS repeat.
Q = Questions. Quite possibly the most important factor in building a relationship. Says Ronan Clerkin to me once, "Always ask questions. That's the trick." Lad was right.
R = Reindeer Section. Gary Lightbody side-project with members from practically every top Scottish act. Their 'Son Of Evil Reindeer's a classic to my mind.
S = Stags. The snug on a Tuesday afternoon. Cowzer knows. And no, it's not like THAT.
T = Ten (Pearl Jam). Seminal.
U = Undeniable chemistry. When you know, you know. You just do.
V = Veneer. I like the word, and what it signifies. Scratch the surface...
W = Walls (for staring). Had my own staring wall in 32A. I'd turn around and stared at it for, well, minutes! Haven't found a good one since though. Help me find a staring wall.
X = X-Factor (not the programme, but that indescribable thing that draws you to a person). See Undeniable chemistry ('U').
Y = Youth. I've still got it. Not the bawdy recklessness of the 'pre-24' years. More the drunken desperation of the 'pre-mortgage/marriage/babies' years.
Z = Zanzibar (the country, not the pub). I was told something quite disturbing about it recently so it was the first 'Z' to spring to mind.