Nothing on the glorious blues?
Roquefort, anyone? A gorgeous, legendary, sharp, tart, yet wonderful, cheese, crumbly and perfectly balanced at its best - or does anyone fancy an exquisitely mature Stilton (that Yuletide version where caramel flavours complement smooth buttery depths).
The Irish Cashel Blue (a wonderfully elegant and beautifully balanced cheese with a stunning depth of flavour, when mature less 'sweet' than Stilton, but with a buttery, creamy, deeper, more 'savoury' depth - sublime when aged). Cashel Blue's cousin (made by the same producers) Crozier Blue is gorgeous - a sheep's cheese with that characteristic 'bite', but beautiful.
There is the timeless - and stunning - French Blue d'Auvergne - the original, and classic 'blue', or the Bath Blue, a gorgeous local version that offers a creamy challenge to Stilton.
And, sigh: There is Gorgonzola. Personally, I love the 'dolcelatte' version, or - more so - the 'Cremificato'; oozing, sweet, creamy, luscious, - actually simply divine.
Mind you, my cheeseboard will not refuse a Gorgonzola Piccante, and will play welcome host to Cambozola, or Blue Bresse.
Shropshire Blue from England - an orange coloured cheese, with a road map of blue veins running through it offers the sharpness of cheddar with the salty tang of a blue all dressed up in a cheese of arresting appearance.
There is a blue Gouda (I have tasted it - sweet, and crumbly and salty), and the wonderfully creamy, rich, tasty, and sometimes voluptuous St Agur from France.