I think we are ‘splitters’ *henetha, and yes I expect Phillips was. I saw a flash of badger hair anyway. ??
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By @curiousiguana
Right, everyone. I need to be serious for a moment. Because the greatest thing that ever happened is happening right now.
I don't particularly care either way about the Queen. But the queue? The Queue is a triumph of Britishness. It's incredible.
Just to be clear: I don't mean the purpose of the queue. I don't mean the outpouring of emotion or collective gried or the event at the end and around the queue or the people in the queue. I mean, literally, the queue. The queue itself. It's like something from Douglas Adams.
It is the motherlode of queues. It is art. It is poetry. It is the queue to end all queues. It opened earlier today and is already 2.2 miles long. They will close it if it gets to FIVE MILES. That's a queue that would take TWO HOURS TO WALK at a brisk pace.
It is a queue that goes right through the entirety of London. It has toilets and water points and websites just for The Queue.
You cannot leave The Queue. You cannot get into The Queue further down. You cannot hold places in The Queue. There are wristbands for The Queue.
Once you join The Queue you can expect to be there for days. But you cannot have a chair and a sleeping bag. There is no sleeping in The Queue, for The Queue moves constantly and steadily, day and night. You will be shuffling along at 0.1 miles per hour for days.
The BBC has live coverage of The Queue on BBC One, and a Red Button service showing the front bit of The Queue.
NO ONE IN THEIR RIGHT MIND WOULD JOIN THE QUEUE AND YET STILL THEY COME. "Oh, it'll only be until 6am on Thursday, we can take soup".
And the end of the queue is a box. You will walk past the box, slowly, but for no more than a minute. Then you will exit into the London drizzle and make your way home.
Tell me this isn't the greatest bit of British performance art that has ever happened? I'm giddy with joy. It's fantastic. We are a deeply, deeply mad people with an absolutely unshakeable need to join a queue. It's utterly glorious.
“The queue has visitors going to look at queue. My mum travelled to see the queue.”
“But surely it can't all be true?
How on earth can people stay upright & moving for 30 hrs or even 15 hrs? Surely tons and tons of people will faint, be ill, have hypos, get too tired to continue etc?
Are there any food stalls?
I'm worried about them all!”
“We don't even know if she is really in the box.”
“I'm upset you talked about the Queue without sharing links to how we can watch the Queue”
“What we need to understand is that probably 400,000 will queue & file past the Queen’s coffin but, in 20 years time, 50 million people will claim they did.
“It happened at Woodstock, at the first Pistol’s gig & Jesus probably fed 500 people.
It’s the need to become part of history”
“There you have a movie as British as it could be. You just need ten characters and how they got to the queue.”
“Of course the peak Britishness will come if the queue gets too long and the have to close it, because we will no doubt start a queue to join the queue”
“It's only a matter of time until I can be seen from space.”
“The International Space Station will be live streaming the queue from space.”
“Long live the Queue! This is what us Brits have been practicing for all these years.”
“An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.”
“Queue-Anon: a 12-step program for those currently lining up to see the Queen who need help leaving the queue.”
“In the US we frequently call this "getting in line." I've never wanted to be in line so badly as I do right now after reading the thread above.”
I've got to go to bed, Twitter. You have been WONDERFUL. So many funny, clever, nice, kind, lovely people. I'm sorry I can't talk to you all, it's just impossible and shows no sign of slowing down.
God Save The Queue.
I think we are ‘splitters’ *henetha, and yes I expect Phillips was. I saw a flash of badger hair anyway. ??
I’ve just got home after queuing for 35 minutes for my Covid booster. This has made me realise that the people in The Queue are absolutely amazing!!
Sorry FannyCornforth I dont recall the author - just the outline of the story. I tried googling it but nothing came up.
When I was 16 and began work I would not have said boo to a goose. Every alternate saturday I worked in a busy library which was a few stops down from one of the main foorball grounds in Liverpool. Just as I came out of work the buses would arrive packed with fans and more fans waiting at the stop. No one was actually queuing - just a crowd pushing and shoving. Well I was a big girl and I learned to shove my way onto a bus or I would never have got home. There were 5 bus routes called at my stop but only one was any use to me. When it appeared I was quite merciless. But thats footballs supporters for you.
ixion ??
ixion That's brilliant! Absolutely love it!!
I always think a well managed queue is a way of creating a little community of like minded individuals
Callistemon21
Same in Australia, Dickens
Until they suddenly realise that their third cousin twice removed might be your sister-in-law's aunty's next door neighbour back in the UK.

Ixion that’s brilliant!
Zoejory
Callistemon21
Oops, I knighted David Beckham OBE!
He deserves a knighthood for refusing to Queue Jump.Absolutely. He should be first in the queue to get one
Oh no, now I'm getting cynical about the queue as I know he is desperate to get one isn't he? 
This friend said something to man with cerebral palsy, who always pushed in.
Her take on it was that yes, we all have been to work, we all need to get into our island home, using a limited bus service.
Being unable to get on the bus could mean an extra hour added onto your working day.
MissAdventure
I used,to work with my friend, and we travelled home together, and she would always give queue jumpers a telling off.
I hated that, because she would say "come on, don't let her push in!"
That would be me. I’ve embarrassed friends and family many times calling out queue jumpers ?
Just realised it's only linked to SomersetColin - I sent the second video of him talking.
I thought it great.
Apologies.
BlueBelle
Well I misjudged that I sent it to my closest friend who normally totally shares my sense of humour and she told me she found it offensive and not at all funny She’s not an ardent royalist or anything and we normally laugh at the same things ???
I have had total silence from two friends who I thought would find it amusing too.
?
Oh dear.
This is the one I sent:
www.tiktok.com/@somersetcolin
Callistemon21
Oops, I knighted David Beckham OBE!
He deserves a knighthood for refusing to Queue Jump.
Absolutely. He should be first in the queue to get one 
Try chatting to someone in a queue in Norway and well disposed though these people are, they will look at you as if you might be an axe-murderer on The Appalachian Trail
Same in Australia, Dickens
Until they suddenly realise that their third cousin twice removed might be your sister-in-law's aunty's next door neighbour back in the UK.
Oops, I knighted David Beckham OBE!
He deserves a knighthood for refusing to Queue Jump.
I am sure the Queen herself would have had a laugh at that!
“There you have a movie as British as it could be. You just need ten characters and how they got to the queue.”
First the book, then the film. Who will direct it?
Will it be Danny Boyle, Ridley Scott, Sir Kenneth Branagh
Will Sir David Beckham play himself in a cameo role?
With Mrs.Perry riding pillion, MrsKen.
Isn't this just the best thread for ages. 
I used,to work with my friend, and we travelled home together, and she would always give queue jumpers a telling off.
I hated that, because she would say "come on, don't let her push in!"
My mum was totally brazen about it, never sneaky. It was awful to behold. She did the same on the London buses and demanded a seat because she was old. She got away with it, too. She would just go up to a young person and tell them she needed their seat . If she tried that here she would probably have got stabbed !
biglouis
I once read a SF story about a man who was in a queue. He was there for many days, interacting with his neighbours in the queue. When he got to the front he gave in his name at a window, and that was all. When he walked away he feltsad, depressed and bereft. He felt that the entire purpose of his life had gone. So he joined the back of the queue ......
The journey, not the destination…
Can you remember the author please Biglouis?
My mum was British, Yorkshire born and bred and she would never, ever queue. She would queue jump , push in as if it was her right.
Blimey. I was going to say I’m amazed she got away with it. Then I remember challenging a sneaky queue jumper who subtly bypassed four long queues at an M & S sale. He claimed he didn’t know anyone was waiting - I asked what he thought all these people were doing, turned and gestured dramatically to the multitude behind me - and they all suddenly spotted something interesting in the far distance or something to fiddle with in their baskets. Wusses. He got served - though the checkout operator was suitably frostily polite with him - and as soon as he was out of earshot with his ill-gotten purchases everyone started tut-tutting about how rude he was and being all outraged. 
It wouldn’t happen in The Queue of Queues.
The "I" came through the door and guess what featured on the front page ...and the cartoon...
I’ve just been suitably chastised for laughing at the jokes
I’ll admit to having a very dark sense of humour.
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