My son came of his pushbike yesterday and was hurt enough for us to call 999. The woman who answered the call took no details but put me through to the real Emergency Services. Thing is, she had to try three numbers and we waited 30 seconds or so on each one and when we were finally connected the lady said, "Crawley? That's not our area." We had no idea the if you're on Cable that 999 isn't the real 999 "Yes? Who? What? Right!" number. I'm a fat ba5tard these days so it's not looking good on the cardiac front, especially now that our local A&E has been moved 9 miles away, but that's another story. Bloody worrying though. /rant.