15 Oct 64 : Sailing to America : RMS Queen Elizabeth 

I asked the lift attendant where the tourist class dances were held. He looked shocked and actually said: “Christ Almighty, how should I know, I’m First Class”, whereupon I got very annoyed and told him that I imagined as he worked on board, he ought to know...his reply to this was that he had been on the Queen Elizabeth for 16 years, and had never been to the tourist section.         

14 Oct 64 : Setting sail : Southampton, UK 

We had a wonderful bit of news awaiting us. Due to the chaps at the Cunard office in Bristol (who know Colin), we have been reallocated with a fabulous double cabin (at no extra cost). We have our own bathroom and loads of room. Plenty of cupboard space, and armchairs and fans and a writing desk, carpets, a thermos jug of iced water, and a buzzer to call the steward at any time... At six o’clock we went for dinner and had a sumptuous meal. You can have as many courses as you want, so we made do with five.