What si it that's turned us into a nation of winging cry-baby wimps? We never had this years ago. Today it's the ambulance service is a taxi for (of their own choice) drunks and preggers women agonising over the slightest twinge. 'I must have an ambulance. It's my right.' they cry. In China the women rice pickers had they sprogs and were back in the paddy fields the same day. Britain is such a nation of pampered softies.