I don't know who the first Doctor on The Love Boat was but I know the most famous. It was some fellow called Bernie Kopell. Second in the cast list, if you don't mind!
And I just bumped into this blog that refers to that very same ship as the biggest star in television history (though I think that Larry Hagman would have something to say about that).
The mini-retrospective tells us that the ship is sitting idly in a port in Italy. But on the assumption that it is the right way up, we should be grateful for small mercies that Captain Stubing never did a handover with Captain Coward.
And Italy being the capital of retreat, it might as well be there as anywhere. Because that was where I left it. When I was a crew member working on the Pacific Princess, we retired its life under that name in a shipyard in Genoa. Handed over the keys, paid off the corrupt officials of the port (allegedly), called it a day, said goodbye to the leaky roof in the Starlight Lounge and said goodbye to the unique officers-only quite lovely outside deck area. Everybody knew we would never see its like again.
But they also now knew that nobody would be able to drive and maintain it successfully. Following the timely sale, it was rarely out of the news for breaking down.
I don't know who the first Doctor on The Love Boat was but I know who was the last.
Because it was me.
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