My first encounter with travellers was when I was working in the O'Neill's pub in Ealing. I was behind the bar, and all of a sudden three kids maybe 10-12ish wearing halloween masks (it was October, to be fair) seemed to appear out of nowhere. The manager all of a sudden runs over and yells at them, chasing them out as the kids get all squirrelly and attempt to steal customer's belongings. Luckily they were not successful, but you can imagine my surprise at the commotion. I was then suitably informed of what a traveller was.
How are you at queueing? Any good queue stories?