Queueing

KB was telling me about the time she and her husband went into the west end, they saw a long queue of people and figured they must be waiting for something good so joined the end. They waited about half an hour before finding out it was a soup kitchen. She said some of the people lining up were well dressed, so they hadn't realised. I wondered whether they didn't notice people with their bedding under their arms. She said not. I asked whether they stayed for their soup. She said they didn't. I cried laughing. Silently, while the head of libraries had a meeting with the stock services manager at the other end of the room.... Perhaps you had to be there...