He also says that his mother, Mrs Beatrice Tollman, 84, not only helped plan the ship's daily menus, but also played a part in the ship's design and execution - down to the cutlery.
Of course, it is not just the style and substance on-ship, but what the Uniworld team organises landside that keeps this journey surprising.
The all-inclusive excursions range from a "secret" royal wander at Versailles to an exclusive tour of the Opera Garnier - legendary home of the Phantom - and a poignant visit to Normandy's D-Day beaches, where more than 5,000 soldiers died on June 6, 1944.
Day four and I join an excursion with 10 other guests at Rouen, the city of 100 spires - and one of the most heavily bombed areas during World War II. I walk the cobblestone streets, past ancient walls pockmarked by shrapnel and the site where Joan of Arc was burnt at the stake in 1431.
At the town market, we meet chef Gilles Tournadre of two-Michelin-starred Restaurant Gill. In an alluring mix of French and English, he leads us on a gourmande tour, detailing local produce, with swigs of cider and calvados (apple brandy).
We then return to the JDV and help him prepare nothing less than a Michelin-quality lunch in the ship's private wine cellar/kitchen Cave des Vins. Of course, much wine flows.
In the evening, we are treated to a private tour of a new Picasso exhibition. Nothing like fine art paired with champagne and canapes.
The next morning, we arrive at the farthest point of our Seine journey, the quizzically named hamlet of Caudebec-en-Caux. Beyond this village, the river widens dramatically as it empties into the English Channel.
Wanting to see this for myself, I join the bus tour to the old-world fishing village of Honfleur, moored in an estuary at the mouth of the Seine. The village that dates back more than 700 years is like a picture postcard and was a regular respite for French impressionist artists Boudin and Monet.
Along the old port of Vieux Bassin, the oddly shaped 16th-century buildings seem to cling to one another for support. More intriguing is the wooden church of Sainte-Catherine, whose innards mimic the upended galley of a ship.
Our walk through time ends with a feast of freshly shucked Normandy oysters, paired with deep-fried shrimps doused in butter and cups of golden cider, much to the envy of the beady-eyed gulls communing at the slipway.
I rent one of the ship's bikes and head off on my own les quais (riverside) adventure.
The hour-long ride takes me through forests and parklands - the same paths frequented by famed writer Victor Hugo.