Just then the alarm bell goes off and you listen to the familiar sound of the helicopter winding up and people springing into action. Suddenly the paramedic bursts in - "You'll have to fly with us, the doctor for today is refusing to fly again. He's in the toilet jibbering something about 'mind that skyscraper'. You're the only other doctor around"

You take a last wistful look at your coffee and comic, and start pulling on your old flying suit (it still fits despite all those doughnuts). It's at moments like these that you are fairly sure they are not paying you enough.

Pick up your pack & climb into the helicopter