Tuesday 24th November 2009
The Multis waited in that queue to the bitter end. They really did. They even suffered a blonde queue-barging bitch. Do gaze at the graphs below. But in, they at once re-grouped, commanded the services of an assistant for an hour and exited in triumph before a queue which had multiplied ten-fold in the meantime – probably because they had choked up the shop.
This was either before or after they went to a party given by a billionaire who collects conceptual art and had one maid, two boy staff, 4000 square metres newly done and a spectacularly consistent display of banker guests.
Before queuing, they had inspected a possible restaurant for Saturday night dinner. But it was too cosy and intimate. They found another and selected a table. Whether it had to be moved, re-configured or the entire restaurant re-built, I’m not sure. One time at La Pont de la Tour we were half an hour trying all the tables, having them re-laid, re-positioned etc. Ran through La Pont’s entire stock of linen, glass and cutlery, I should think – just the three of us.
On Sunday morning, the Multis went to an Edward Hopper exhibition. They could have gone the day before but there was a queue – queues everywhere! The Photographer Multi comments that it might seem odd to queue for a shop but not a museum – couldn’t buy the Hoppers, though.
I do agree – why on earth don’t they put the value on the labels in museums? That would be a start, wouldn’t it?

Blonde queue-barging Bitch

The Blond Multi Straining at the Leash in Queue for Moncler, Milan - Note the Classic Weekend Wear

The Blond Multi's Hoard from Moncler, Milan

Bedtime at the Grand et Milan

The Multis' Breakfast Bill, Milan

The Multis Board for London
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I’m rather with the blonde queue-barger.
I expect this sounds sexist but in my experience women are much more brazen about queue-barging than men are. Why would this be? An American woman once went pushed in 2/3 of the way up the immigration queue at Heathrow, but unfortunately for her when she got to the front of the queue ten minutes later she found she was in the wrong queue (EU and EFTA) and had to join a much longer queue elsewhere.