Meet the health service.

So today we took Tallie back to the local casualty have his nose looked at by the doctors.

This was less than simple as the place was in turmoil. Turns out there was just the one doctor and no shortage of patients waiting to be seen.

The minutes turned into hours and ambulances started arriving as well each adding to the throng, the place was heaving!!

As we always expect the staff were a model of professionalism and when he eventually got seen it was great to see that all his doctor training had equipped him to work out to agree with us all that Tallies nose was broken. So far soo good.

Doc decided that the hooterologist really needed to give a second opinion (not sure that's the right name but anyway...)

Into another heaving department and quite quickly Tallie was brought in and seen.

Nothing serious but the medico did offer to reset Tallies nose to it's proper shape.

But, and here comes the joined up thinking; was there really any point since Tallie plays rugby and he would most likely get another whack at some stage so why not wait and see, maybe the next time he would get hit on the other side and it would save him a job.

So that's what we agreed to do.

Of course if this had been social work then there might have been a box to tick.