I did manage to drink my cup of tea, and then even managed to have a bit of a doze on station.
I then got a call to a lovely 74 year old lady, who was apologising for calling us, but she was on Warfarin (a drug that 'thins' the blood) and she had a nosebleed that wouldn't stop.
Her house was spotless, she was polite, and rather upset that she had 'bothered us'. I kept telling her not to be silly, but she kept saying sorry until the ambulance took her away.
The picture is of a derelict house that is a couple of doors down from where she lives – it always surprises me how lives can be contrasted in houses just a few yards away.
Hopefully this was my last job of the shift, and my next entry will be from home (where I can start replying to some of your comments)