updated 04/27/1981 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 04/27/1981 AT 01:00 AM EDT
Despite all the detailed reportage of the Prince Charles-Lady Diana engagement, nobody is quite sure what Diana calls her intended to his face. In the past, says Charles' biographer British journalist Anthony Holden, all his girlfriends have called him "Sir." In his book, Prince Charles, Holden notes one attempted exception. During his 1970 visit to Washington, Charles was thrown together almost all the time with the then-unmarried Tricia Nixon, "even to being left alone in rooms." At one point, recounts Holden, the President even remarked to Charles, "My wife and I will keep out of the way so that you can really feel at home." Charles felt uneasy, Holden added the other day, even more so when Tricia ventured, democratically, "I'm told I can call you Charles." Snapped the Prince: "No, you can't."
Words Are Cheap
Patrick Duffy, who plays Bobby Ewing on Dallas, worked as a florist's delivery boy in Hollywood before he broke into acting. Though he got so familiar with the environs that he could have drawn his own map of the stars' homes (and their service entrances), he saw only one celeb in the flesh. "Zsa Zsa Gabor had bought a lot of trees and I was unloading them, and she said, 'My God, but you're gorgeous!' " Duffy figured that with that kind of review from a connoisseur, fame couldn't be far behind, and it wasn't. Good thing, too, he says, "because I never got one tip from anybody."
'Tis the Season
In the spring a young man's fancy turns to baseball, and David Lander, Laverne & Shirley's Squiggy, is no exception. He's gone to bat, financially, for his favorite team, Pittsburgh, investing $25,000 for a five percent share of the Pirates' Portland (Oreg.) Beavers farm team. Putting his mouth where his money is, Lander suggests changing the team's name to the Baby Bucs and scheduling a promotable Unemployment Day—"We have all the unemployed people of Portland come to the game, show their unemployment cards and get a buck off the price," he proposes. Oh, and there's a deal in it all for him—Lander spent some $30,000 last year flying from game to game to watch the Pirates play. "Now that I'm an owner," he says, "I can take it off my income tax."
Liz Taylor is spending most of her nights starring in The Little Foxes at the Kennedy Center in her new hometown, but one night off she showed up in the theater down the hall to see Mikhail Baryshnikov and Natalia Makarova do Swan Lake. Liz waltzed backstage afterward and emerged from the prima ballerina's dressing room clutching a pair of used size 2½ ballet slippers (Natalia's street size is 6½) autographed by Makarova. Planning to dance? asked a bystander. "I couldn't even get my big toe in there, honey," said the unaffected Liz, "but wanna see me do a pirouette?"
•By day, Dr. Jean Mayer, the renowned nutritionist president of Tufts University, preaches the virtues of fresh and fat-free foods. By night, he eats his own words. "Hostesses," he says crisply, "crudité me to death."
•She may have missed the Oscar, but Goldie Hawn this year became the first woman ever to be named Showman of the Year by the Publicists' Guild of America for her dual role as producer and star of Private Benjamin. "I believed in it and supported it," preened Goldie in her acceptance speech, "and I've got the psychiatrist's bills to prove it."
•"Is your name really Leonard Bernstein?" cooed the attendant at the Beverly Hills Hotel pool, as she watched the guest sign in. Yes, admitted the maestro. "That's really something," she breathed, astonished. "You're the sixth Bernstein I've had today."