We were looking forward very much, after learning before embarkation that Ms Imrie would be appearing “in conversation” (an excellent format for career insights) to attending her event. Now, the reason we definitely did not attend today needs to be couched in somewhat delicate terms:
Our section of the QG restaurant was treated last night to quite the diva performance, apparently.
We’ve grown to respect and enjoy our dining companions at tables nearby, so we don’t doubt for a moment the exact same tale they all related both last night as we bumped into one lovely lady returning to her cabin as we did, nor the other couples today. It was the first evening dining we’ve missed, as we realised the fireworks pontoon was to be positioned only yards from our aft balcony. We opted for a quick bite in Artisan, which was very pleasant, and back to the balcony with a wee after-dinner dram. I digress to say we feel we had the best view in Liverpool or on The Mersey itself. We felt so lucky as the sky and water merged so spectacularly before our eyes.
Demanding to be moved to a window table and addressing, in a prolonged tirade, our wonderful, caring QG staff in a loud and rude manner can only be ascribed to delusions of grandeur, and renders the offending perpetrator not worthy of an audience, we decided by joint agreement this morning. As you would all expect, they attempted to diffuse the situation and manage it with the utmost discretion and respect, and if this we have absolutely no doubt.
I haven’t been as delicate ad I initially intended, but my illusion of this incredibly talented actress has been shattered, and I am incredibly disappointed. An unworthy performance indeed.