Aside from the 17 minutes of difference in musical tastes, Kentucky and I always used to have one big other difference when we went drinking: to snack or not to snack. Kentucky came more from the purist school of beer drinking – always keep your palate free for beer so he would rarely eat anything when we visited the great pubs of Leeds. Hedonist that I am, I prefer to experience all manner of pleasures and have always been partial to peanuts, amongst other things, while I’m drinking. As is his forte, I’ve seen the Consul work both sides, but I think he prefers the purist school. Filled with lots of young college gals.