And to think that football managers think they're under pressure, they want to try and carry the Queen's coffin ! Now that's pressure, and performed with unbelievable diligence and dignity. What a thing to tell the grandchildren too.
Off Topic Queen Elizabeth II RIP
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So UEFA have denied British clubs playing in Europe the right to play God Save the King after the minutes silence....was working with a Rangers season ticket holder today who tells me that it's all over their Facebook pages that they are going to sing it anyway - go **** yourselves UEFA
That's how it's done...
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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 grief 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.
There is a YouTube channel, Twitter feed and Instagram page, each giving frequent updates about The Queue. Because the back of The Queue, naturally, keeps moving. To join The Queue requires up to the minute knowledge of where The Queue is now.
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.
Just to be clear: I don't mean the purpose of the queue. I don't mean the outpouring of emotion or collective grief 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.
There is a YouTube channel, Twitter feed and Instagram page, each giving frequent updates about The Queue. Because the back of The Queue, naturally, keeps moving. To join The Queue requires up to the minute knowledge of where The Queue is now.
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.
That's you being serious is it?
Could have saved you all those words and replaced them with just one.........
Respect.
You’d have to at least try and jump it if only for the reaction of a dozen pensioners in North Face jackets.
It is certainly a long period of mourning. I just wonder whether, after Diana's funeral which was such a success, the authorities said, we've got to out-do her. Good to see Truss is taking advantage of senior leaders coming over to have some informal meetings. I think the Queen would have approved.
70 years ago, King George VI...
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I think it's all to do with protocols.
Historical traditions and all that, which I rather like.
Ah, form and tradition are important, but I haven't heard anyone complaining about her conduct after the event was effectively over. She's looked very nervous and needy all visit. Still, I'm sure she's keeping a book of grudges about this visit which will make them money across the pond.
Been in the queue now since 11.45 last night, reckon I'm about 1 1/2- 2 hours away from getting in now. Absolutely shattered and the kebab I got after the match last night has tried valiantly to make a reappearance today. I hope I don't pass put just before I get in, will need a whole day's sleep after this !
That's the way to do it! Many a body lost their front teeth fainting on a parade ground....and we just had to stand there!
Wriggle your toes in your boots!
You're not allowed to crumple, saggy knees etc - it has to be a straight fall.
Did some parades during summer months, which were torture, people flaking out all over the place!