Apparently, dear Pumpkins, there is a flush of high flying thigh stroking occurring and it’s getting out of hand. Flight attendants are cracking down on ‘accidental’ buttock brushing by passengers. Courts in Singapore are behind the clamp down to…
Just when ACTA cashes in a promotional deal with Regent, the cruise line reveals they no longer pay commissions on the whole fare. Talk about your sticky wicket, Pumpkins. On September 12th, Regent’s Senior Vice-President, Randall Soy, told ACTA,…
TIFF is over and Toronto is once again a wasteland. Star power is so stimulating. Back when I started in travel, there were many leading men and women to look up to. Sitting on their lap, I learned about…
And I’m not referring to Toronto Mayor Ford’s lunch bag – No Pumpkins, I’m talking about plane loads. Is there a Canadian carrier not reporting a record one for months now? And they seem very pleased with themselves about…
Trust me, dahrlings, never say that in a bar. I bellowed something along those lines during conference happy hour, and some smart-aleck shouted, “Hey boob job! They may be big but don’t flatter yourself.” Civilians. The point is, dear suppliers,…
Back in 1973, the westbound 401 was bumper to bumper Quebec license plates. Mount Royal dwellers, fearing for their non pure-laine sweaters, were escaping PQ tyranny. It was a nightmare, Pumpkins. Frightened families packed up their blond kids, their…
We have no shame, Pumpkins. The travel industry knows no boundaries. Ignominies like a 69-year-old Canadian Senator’s pubescent wife making a scene on a plane becomes an opportunity to get Air Canada in the headlines. (Note: Senator Zimmer’s brother commented, “She’s…
Never call a woman a bitch – unless you mean it. Especially not a travel agent. Calgary’s Lesley Keyter was recently asked by a couple of young bucks to compete with other agents on a tricky itinerary. She very…
I used to love to get my group on. But frankly, Pumpkins, I just don’t have the stamina anymore. And it’s hell on the linens. Apparently I’m not the only one suffering from group fatigue. I read that Groupon…
Social media has spawned a generation of braggarts. Honestly, dahrlings, the way the world has taken to blowing its horn, it really ought to be called social masturbation. “I’m so proud of myself.” “My dog who is the cutest…
