The Queen's Division is a British Army command, training and administrative apparatus designated for the regiments from the east of England and the remaining regiment of Fusiliers. The Queen's Division was formed in 1968 with the regimentation of the Home Counties Brigade, Fusilier Brigade and East Anglian Brigade, followed by the union of the new regiments. As of 2005, the Queen's Division is composed of nine infantry battalions:
- Regular Army Units
- 1st and 2nd Battalions, Princess of Wales's Royal Regiment (Queen's and Royal Hampshire)
- 1st and 2nd Battalions, The Royal Regiment of Fusiliers
- 1st and 2nd Battalions, Royal Anglian Regiment
- Territorial Army Units
- 3rd Battalion (V), Princess of Wales's Royal Regiment (Queen's and Royal Hampshire)
- 5th Battalion (V), Royal Regiment of Fusiliers
- 3rd Battalion (V), Royal Anglian Regiment
In addition, the Queen's Division has responsibility for the Royal Gibraltar Regiment, under the Director of Infantry. The Queen's Division also maintains a single Band of the Queen's Division. This was formed in 2006 by the amalgamation of two former divisional bands, the Minden Band (recalling the Battle of Minden) and the Normandy Band (recalling D-Day). However, each of the TA battalions maintains a regimental band for their parent regiment.
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