QE2 Tour.

The Officers' Wardroom.

The very private Wardroom door.

This brass ship's telegraph is from the Mauretania, and was for the port LP turbine.

 

The starboard side of the Wardroom. Plaques and honors cover nearly every inch of wall space.

Gary Burgess (right), chief cashier and good friend, at the Wardroom party.

   

Plaque commemorating the QE2's builders and engineers.

The plaque on this piece of engine metal reads:
"Echo diesel engine at 27469 hours 11th June 1992 R.I.P.
Ripped itself to pieces."

   

Chair from a royal visit of Queen Elizabeth II in 1977 during the Silver Jubilee.

Plaque reads:
The original bell from the 'Aquitania'
(service from) Apr 21, 1915 to Feb 19, 1950
45,646 gross tons.

   

Bell from the Cunard liner Franconia.

Bell made from metal from the RMS Mauretania,
which was dismantled in Inverkeithing, Scotland
in 1966.

The Officers' Wardroom is their haven, their escape, the one place aboard the QE2 that they can 'get away from it all' and relax. No wonder it's so revered. Tradition provides that the Captain and his first officers must be invited here.

The Wardroom, which is located directly below the bridge, is filled, literally filled with honors that the ship and her crew have received over the years, mementos from Royal visits, and artifacts from historic Cunard vessels. There is not an empty space of wall for all the plaques, photographs and awards. Soft, comfortable leather couches and chairs adorn the two large adjoining rooms here. There is a bar, some excellent audio equipment, an elegant set of rolled maps and a model of the Mauretania.

The highlight of nearly any voyage is the Wardroom party. This is for the ship's officers and select, invitation-only passengers. Thanks to our dear friend, Brian Martin, the ship's Computer Systems Officer, or CSO, we were among the honored guests that last evening who were permitted to attend this wonderful function.

There is something very special about the Wardroom. Whether it's the sanctity it represents to these men and women who run this magnificent ship, or the history displayed on it's venerable walls. Maybe the aura of privacy. Who knows? It's a great place, aboard the last great ocean liner on the north Atlantic.


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