On the other hand..... We were called by the police to a small house on a council estate in a nearby village; the resident - a lady in her late 80s - had activated her "Carecall" alarm, and the police had forced entry. The lady had fallen out of bed about two days previously and had lain on the floor since then; the duvet had fallen with her, and she had wrapped herself in it. Eventually, she had managed to knock over the bedside table, and get hold of the alarm button. However, when we arrived, we found the lady in bed drinking tea, because...... After breaking in, the two police persons (oh, all right, policewomen) had first ascertained that the lady was uninjured. They had then: cleaned her up, found another duvet, stripped and re-made the bed, and put the patient back in it - all before calling us! The soiled bedclothes and clothing were going around in the washing machine. We felt the lady was "at risk" and so persuaded her to come with us; she was a "social" case, and therefore not really grist to A&E's mill, but we were are fortunate in that nearly all of our Casualty staff are angels, and she was admitted overnight. My partner spoke to the patient's GP in the morning (the hospital had apparently already called); the lady was moved to the community hospital that day and on into residential care within a week. The joys of rural ambulance work.