Don't ask me how I ended up on the Commodore's list, but he was sailing on the Sea Princess (P&O, 1985) and I was invited to a small private cocktail party. I was only a young 30 year old amongst all these retired naval and elite couples...very out of place in my homesewn long gown. They announced your name as you arrived and the Commodore walked you down a corridor to introduce you ....I was so embarrassed and awkward, I grabbed his hand instead of taking the crook of his arm...I'm sure I blush everytime I think of that. However he and his guests were very gracious about my social gaffe. So you see, it is the luck of the draw if you get the captain's table or the honour of the commodore's private soiree!