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Now that he had copped another of his country's highest honors, Britain's shaggy-caved Prime Minister Harold Macmillan, 66, newly elected Chancellor of Oxford University (TIME, March 14), perhaps felt that he could let down his eaves a bit and tell on himself. To a wide-eyed luncheon audience of constituents Macmillan confessed: "I have been in love all my life with a great number of ladies." When the silverware finished clattering, he went on: "I remember my first occasion . . . She had blue eyes and curling, flaxen hair, and we danced to the tune Daisy, Daisy, Give Me Your Answer, Do! . . . She faded from my life when I went to school. I met her somewhere a few years afterward, but the illusion had passed."
All over France, billboards were demanding: "Does baby love Charrier?" Ostensibly, the ads were intended by their sponsor to imply that even infants go for Perrier's bottled mineral water, much of which gushes from a spring near the town of Charrier. Unfortunately, French for baby is bébé, pronounced "B.B.," who, as 45 million Frenchmen know, is Cineminx Brigitte Bardot. In turn, making the coincidence the more monstrous, B.B. is married to highstrung Cinemactor Jacques Charrier. Was Perrier, with gauche humor, hinting of discord in the Charrier family? Brigitte concluded just that, had her lawyers ask the Seine Tribunal to muzzle the ads because they cast doubt on her love for her husband, thus injured "her honor, her happiness and her private life." The tribunal refused, but hinted that the ads were slightly ambiguous before Perrier augmented them with pictures of a plump baby hugging a bottle.
Shah Mohammed Reza Pahlevi of Iran and his pretty bride of last December, Queen Farah, took in the sights of the Shatt-al-Arab river port of Khorramshahr from the deck of the Iranian ship Syrus. There was still no official confirmation of Farah's pregnancy (TIME, March 14), but the beribboned Shah was smiling with a secondary gleam in his eye.