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Cheesy enough for you? :)

Personally, I love cheese. :-)

Personally, I love cheese. :-)

TS Eliot was a very ardent lover indeed of cheese, Peter ;-)

- for scholarly commentary about this, see eg

tseliot.com/.../

- but for whimsical and flippant commentary from a Trekkie perspective, I can’t resist blowing the dust off an old Eliot discussion forum post of mine, where there was once a thread that debated Eliot’s love of Stilton and other fine British cheeses intertwined whether or not ‘Star Trek’ represented great literature in the same way as Eliot or Tolstoy or the other usual culprits:

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Lieutenant Cheshire is an officer on the Starship 'UK Cheeseboard,' under
the command of the world-famous, somewhat hard, but smooth and mature
Captain Cheddar and complemented by First Officer Stilton, an unique
character, - an aristocrat from the strange UK Midlands, very sharp indeed
and with obvious blue blood in his veins but with a tendency to drink too
much Port wine. They lead a team of officers famous throughout the Milky
Whey and beyond.

Cheshire's second-ranking officer stalwarts include Derby, (who is very
plain but has a colourful and environmentally sensitive cousin, Green Sage
Derby); Leicester; Lancashire and Gloucester (who has a rightly famous
'double').

Cheshire's complexion varies from pale white to yellow. He, too, comes from
aristocratic stock, and this part of his family, headed by the somewhat
obscure nobleman Blue Cheshire, is very old, rich, smooth and blue-blooded,
similar to, but not quite as accomplished as, the famous Stiltons to whom
they are distantly related.

Unlike his senior officers, Cheshire is somewhat mild in character, with a
tendency to crumble under pressure. On bad days he is ineffective and salty.
He changes character and becomes quite useful in very hot situations, but
can become sweaty in warm climates, especially if he wears unsuitable
clothing. Overall, within his limitations, Cheshire is a very pleasant and
effective individual. One of his ancestors is reputed to have been a close
friend of the famous poet, TS Eliot, but this Cheshire was probably from the
aristocratic branch of the family, and from an age when cheeses were more
individualistic, characterful and robust. ('Modern' cheese-rearing
techniques have been rightly criticised for producing huge volumes of
mollycoddled, immature and insipid individuals, indistinguishable from one
another in appearance or character.)

Cheshires of the old school can still be found, if one knows where to look,
especially on isolated country farms, as can the best Stiltons and Cheddars.
Indeed, the Cheddars who emigrated to the Colonies have bred in their
millions and some have done very well; - some say that the UK Cheddar stock
has become so debased by aforementioned namby-pamby cheeserearing practices
that Canadian Cheddars are now the premier branch of the family.

These, then, are just some of the crew of the Starship 'UK Cheeseboard' -
who boldly go where no dairy product has gone before, bravely repulsing as
they patrol the Milky Whey the predations of many sinister, strange,
horrible, and generally incredibly *foreign* races, with their arrogant,
imperialistic ambitions to take over as the 'Big Cheeses' of the Universe.

“......Beam me up, Crowdie.....”

PS

In response to IA Richards imploring him to visit China and take in Confucian philosophy etc, TS Eliot once said  that he had no wish at all to visit any land which did not possess its own native cheese.

It would be just too obvious to ask: "What! Not even Wensleydale?" so I am not going to.

A sensible fellow, TS.