On Sunday 7th June I took my wife to the A&E department of our local hospital after she fell and split her head open.

Expecting a scene from a battlefield with broken bones and blood everywhere it was our first and hopefully last visit to such a place of unexpected tranquillity.

As blood poured from her head drenching her clothes my wife was told that she was next in the queue “if you don’t mind” by a man with a splinter in his finger (what a gentleman), another example of spineless useless so called masculinity.

A young woman told the receptionist that she had hurt her foot as she marched to the desk.

Others played games on their mobile phones as they stuffed their faces with Pringles from bottomless tubes as if they were on a day out.

Although there appeared to be some in minor distress our belief of what A&E was all about was given a rude awakening.

When the NHS hits the skids it will be down to five day week doctors and useless wimps that infest British society.

The days of the stiff upper lip and Trojan mentality are apparently gone forever.