Ok, so if you ever find yourself in London on a Friday night without a bed to sleep in, I've discovered that a quick mention of chest pains to a GP quickly sends you on your way to a 4 hour A&E referral, topped off with a hearty dose of chest x-rays and a bed in ward 5 for the night. You have to give some blood and put up with noises from the gremlin in the bed opposite, but otherwise it's a cheap night. Oh and then this guy comes and stares at you periodically. What's not to like?
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