Say what you want about socialised medicine, but some days I totally love the NHS. Like the day we found out we'd have to have a cesarean section to deliver Fifi - and I didn't have to worry about paying a cent (pense?). Or today when I found out that children under 16 don't pay for prescriptions so antibiotics for Fifi's thrush are free.
Some days of course, I don't like the NHS, but today isn't one of them.
Besides that, I've just spent the last five minutes lying to Fi that spiders aren't scary. I told her Little Miss Muffett was a silly girl for running away from the spider that along came beside her. But in my heart, I am Little Miss Muffett.