Twelve hours in The Queue, September 2022. Ten miles of the Thames, a pink wristband, and a night London will not forget.
Explore โ Get Early AccessWhen Queen Elizabeth died on September 8, 2022, I flew to London to pay my respects. My friend Martino met me in the city. On Saturday the 17th I joined the queue at Southwark Park with a water bottle and no real idea what I had signed up for.
The queue ran about ten miles along the Thames, from Southwark Park to Westminster Hall, and took me twelve hours through the night. Around 250,000 people made the same walk that week, some waiting close to 24 hours at the peak. I stood with strangers who became friends by Tower Bridge; we shared photos, food, and the 4 a.m. silence, and we walked past the lying in state together just after 3 in the morning.
Photography stopped at the door of Westminster Hall, which is as it should be. What I kept instead: a pink wristband stamped LISQ, pictures of every purple bridge on the Thames, and the memory of a very long line of people being quietly, remarkably kind to each other.
It started in Southwark Park on a bright Saturday afternoon: a sign, a wristband, and ten miles of London between us and Westminster Hall.





Two hours in, the queue met the Thames at Tower Bridge just as the mourning lights came on.



From the Tower to Blackfriars, the queue walked the south bank while London lit every bridge purple.





Wait-time signs, archive films, festival signage, and volunteers with tea. The queue was a city in its own right, and a remarkably kind one.





Past the Covid Memorial Wall and into the floodlit switchbacks of Victoria Tower Gardens, where the queue finally went quiet.



Through security, into Westminster Hall, and out into an empty Westminster at half past three in the morning.



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