Life on the ocean waves sweeps Aileen off her feet
NICE work if you can get it and Aileen Bridgewater has certainly managed to do just that.
The diminutive but high-voltage ex-broadcaster has just headed off to Sydney to board the Queen Elizabeth 2 as it steams leisurely towards Hongkong.
While on board the luxury liner for three weeks, Aileen will be hosting talk-shows in the ballroom to keep the pampered possums amused between umpteen gourmet meals and aerobics classes.
''This is my fourth year working for Cunard,'' she enthuses as she goes on to relate a tale about how the last time she was aboard the QE2 she volunteered to be hypnotised on stage.
''Would you believe it. I started out stretched between two chairs but when I finally woke up, I was in the arms of a bishop.'' (That's her version anyway.) Aileen adds: ''It's such a lovely atmosphere on board, especially with the captain and officers looking so immaculate in their crisp uniforms.'' Nudging closer to me, she whispers furtively: ''Actually, between you and me, whilst I like them to act as officers, sometimes I do wish they wouldn't be such gentlemen . . .'' (Sorry, Aileen, there are no secrets between my readers and me.) During her QE2 stint, Aileen - who, incidentally, will be accompanied by hubby Ken, whom she usually introduces to passengers as her ''speech-writer'' - will also be giving two lectures.
''One will be about what will happen in Hongkong after 1997, a subject on which I know about as much as any of us,'' she said.
''For the second lecture, they want me to talk about the side of Hongkong that tourists don't get to see. But whatever am I going to tell them?'' How about the pig farm in Tai Po where you and Ken live, Aileen dear?