It looks as if my cravat is beginning to choose my drinks for me. Yesterday I found myself strangely attracted to the faded charm (and fine French artwork) of a bottle of Dubonnet. It is, I rediscover, a very fine aperitif - up there in the Camapri or Amaro class, but robust and Gallic - and Wikipedia is unduly harsh in comparing Dubonnet to Buckfast Tonic Wine, of all things, the preferred tipple of the Lanarkshire underclass (ten per cent of world production heads straight for that county). Dubonnet is not easily confused with the 'commotion lotion' or 'wreck the hoose juice' - it is a cravat drink, not a string vest drink. If it has fallen off your alcohol radar too, give it another try. You might well be pleasantly surprised.
(By the way, this is my first attempt to add an image to a post. Here's hoping it's worked...)