The Snowdon queue.

A decade and a half, give or take.

Frustratingly long.

This isn't new. You're right. The press has been reporting on the queue to reach the summit of Yr Wyddfa in north Wales (known in English as Snowdon) since 2013.

I have never understood that. Really? Yr Wyddfa is an important national landmark, in one of the most beautiful parts of the UK. It's bound to attract crowds – so people should expect to queue!

British people are It isn't just British people. In 2019, people queued for so long to reach the summit of Mount Everest that some of them actually died. If you want to climb a mountain in 2026, expect to join a line.

You still haven't explained why this is suddenly newsworthy. No, I haven't, and for good reason. What I'm about to tell you will shake you to your very core. You might want to brace yourself.

This sounds awful. It's worse than awful. Get this: people have started skipping the queue.

WHAAAT?! I know, and I'm sorry. People just aren't having it any more. Social media has been flooded with Yr Wyddfa queue jumpers. "Imagine queueing on a mountain. No chance," a climber huffs in one video, as he's heckled by his more patient compatriots.

And it's not a terrible one-off? If only. Another queue jumper posted a video, captioned: "Won't catch me hiking for two hours to spend 30 minutes queueing at the top."

This is the least British thing I have ever heard. Put yourself in their position, though. You've spent hours literally climbing a mountain, but then you have to stop near the top so a long line of bozos can take selfies at the peak to prove they made it. What would you do in that situation?

I would queue up, because I understand that some things are sacred. Yes, actually, I would, too. Skipping a queue is the least British thing of all time. It's like insulting Paddington Bear.

Someone needs to be blamed for this. I mean, we could blame the rampant culture of overtourism that sent all these people there in the first place. About 600,000 people reach Yr Wyddfa's summit every year, each bringing litter, traffic and vegetation erosion with them. Maybe some of them could go elsewhere?

No, that's not it. Maybe, then, we could blame social media for increasing the time spent at the peak? If everyone was banned from taking a selfie at the top, the lines would almost certainly speed up a bit.

Can't we just blame the queue jumpers? Oh God, yes, let's just do that. Who do they think they are, disrespecting national etiquette like this?

Do say: "Queue jumpers are the scourge of Yr Wyddfa."

Don't say: "But maybe the problem has … peaked?"