You have reminded of a job I attended in 1983. It must have been one of the first suspendeds I'd done after training. I was working at the old Westminster ambulance station and we got a call to the restaurant at Victoria railway station "elderly male ?suspended." As we arrived we were met by a portly St Johns Ambulance first-aider who puffed that his colleague was performing CPR on the patient. We followed him into the restaurant (isn't it strange to think of railway stations having restaurants these days?) where I saw an elderly SJA volunteer kneeling over the patient. There was a bystander doing the compressions, and as the first-aider was just bout to give a breath into the patient's mouth, she copped a fountain of vomit right into her mouth; I have to admit I very nearly threw up on the spot there and then. Credit where it's due, she carried on regardless, and only went to clean herself up when we were on our way to the ambulance with the patient.