Many years ago, my crewmate and I attended an assault call. On arrival I grabbed the bag and ran in the house, while a violent confrontation was taking place between teenagers at a house party without any adults supervising. I entered the property, and identified a semi-conscious male as needing urgent help. On rendering aid a group of youths, who had not finished with the 'victim' started setting about us with lumps of wood, and any other weaponry at hand. But for my crewmate (who wisely called for urgent police attendance), screeming like a banshee and waving a traverse iron ubove his head, my wife would have been a widow. My assailant(s) were taken into the 'gentle custody' of the police (bless em), and removed, while another vehicle had to be called to take care of other casualties. My reward for rushing in. 1. Treatment for blunt trauma injury 2. An almighty bollocking from the boss 3. Tears from my wife, and horror on my childrens faces When push comes to shove, those who have the qualities to work in the emergency services will do all they can. However, somewhere a line has to be drawn.