Just talk to me about NH, I have stories to make your hair curl - not in a good way, either. My aunt, having waited 3 years for a hip replacement, fell down the stairs and passed away. My father-in-law was hit by a car as he walked on the pedestrian crossing. He laid in the road for over 3 hours, before my relative arrived to take charge. When the attending police officer responded to her question as to "why has my 92 year old father lain in the road this long", the officer replied with a red face "the hospital dispatcher told me he is not priority due to his age".... That nightmare story continues. Another relative passed away in the doctor's waiting room, where she had been instructed to wait while a hot pack was obtained for her "jaw pain"... Of course, she suffered a fatal heart attack. Before I left the UK, I was fortunate enough to receive approval for a throat operation. When I arrived at one of the better hospitals in London, I was given a 2 year old child (patient) to "manage" prior to my surgery. I was single, had no knowledge of children, and yet I had to diaper, feed and clean another's child. I am just scraping the surface here, folks. Believe me, we do not need National Health Medical service. Whew, sorry for the rant, but I dread the day.....