I bet her cello had a gloriously bonkers name - wasn't that about the point in her life when she was demanding people call her something marvellous like Paraquita or something? (Actually, I'm suspicious of the striking similarity between Cherry and Cerita - not that I really know how to pronounce the latter - and I think perhaps both of these are pretty much the same name and that this is also what EBD's cello, real or dreamed-of, was called.)
I can say, with no shame at all, that I have no recollection of Clem as Nettlesting and therefore have clearly never properly read the panto scenes even though I've read both of those books. 
I don't think I've ever actually tasted brandy. Or whisky. Indeed, I think I was 27 the first time I tried gin...
Welcome, lola!
I have just reread Rosalie (one of the three copies I seem to have recently received from GGBP
- I must check my PayPal to make sure that this really is my error rather than theirs, pretty sure it is though) and although it's not a great favourite I am v fond of it and will defend it against everyone else's apathy. It has virtually no Jo (she doesn't make an appearance, and although she gives birth to Charles in this one there's not too much mention of her either) and almost no men, apart from Jack who turns up for about half a page to announce that Jo has had the baby. Plus it's endearingly slashy, plus I do find Bride's group all very likeable, plus it's summer (with the added perks of no nativity and no Sale). Taken chronologically, it's the absolute last of the 'still quite good' ones for me: there's a real drop between this and Three Go.
The only two later books I really like are by their nature atypical - Oberland and Reunion.