In happier and more innocent days, the lifejacket demo, with hosties enthusiastically pursing their rouged lips around those little rubber tubes, for some reason had me riveted.
All v. dull now, except the glorious time that a strap got tangled with the bottom of a skirt, and hoisted it waist-high as the jacket was pulled back over her head....mumble, mumble slobber, time for a pill......