Episode 11 Countryside 999

From the Highlands of Scotland

to the coast of Cornwall,

the Great British countryside is spectacular.

But we work and play in it at our peril.

And when things go wrong,

the emergency services race to the rescue.

This chap is having a heart attack. We need to get him in quickly.

SIRENS BLARE

We've got a cow on the road.

Countryside policing at its finest here.

Going hundreds of miles against the clock...

..battling the elements

and braving the waves.

HE GROANS

From fields and forests, to cliffs and country roads,

we'll be right at the heart of the action,

with police fighting crime...

I'm not arguing it, I'm reporting you for it.

..paramedics saving lives...

BABY CRIES

..and lifeguards patrolling the seas.

We're there as the emergency services pull together

to pick up, patch up and protect the public.

This is Countryside 999.

Coming up, the Cornwall Air Ambulance speeds to an 11-year-old

motorbiker who's come a-cropper.

What I don't want you to be is have to be the bravest man

in the world and tell me it's not hurting when it really is.

In the Welsh countryside,

cops sniff out drugs on a rural road.

Strong smell of cannabis in this car, so I'm going to search you all.

Yeah, that's fine. Yeah.

Who's got...

Before you go any further, who's got it?

And in South-West Scotland,

paramedics race to a woman who's collapsed at her GP's.

Is it Mrs Scott?

Mrs Scott, have you got any pain there at the moment?

Cornwall, an outdoor-lover's paradise.

In summer, locals are joined by tourists and thrill-seekers

hooked on adventure.

And the population rises from 500,000

to nearly five million.

But where there's adventure, there's accidents.

There's only one A&E unit in Cornwall.

So, getting urgent medical care in this massive area can be tough.

Up for the challenge are the Cornwall Air Ambulance Crew,

based at Newquay Airport.

They've been providing front-line emergency care for over 26 years.

Crucial to the team are highly trained paramedics,

on call every day of the year.

On duty this morning is Paul Symonds,

ready and able to fly on average four missions in one day.

Working with him is paramedic Ben Mayhew.

He knows that travelling as the crow flies is often the best way

to reach scattered communities in this vast area.

A call's come in.

A kid's had a motorbike accident in a field near the village of Fraddam.

It's 25 miles away.

A long journey by road but just 12 minutes by air.

A road ambulance crew is already on the scene.

The crew will be there any minute.

Time to sort out pain relief.

Now Pilot John Taylor must negotiate electricity cables before landing.

Descending to land.

The team pull together to guide the Helimed away

from the high voltage wires.

A safe landing for the Helimed.

But not for the young motocross rider.

11-year-old Lee lost control of his bike.

He flew off and landed on a nasty piece of rusty metal.

-This is Lee.

-Hello, Lee. How are you doing, buddy, all right?

-How are you?

-11 years old.

Lee's mum and the ambulance crew are with him.

He's got a deep, open wound above the knee.

You're a brave chap, well done, good man. You all right?

You are a super brave man, aren't you?

Pain relief wise, literally...?

Calpol. We haven't got any Oramorph on board.

No, that's great, OK. All right.

The gash is right down to the bone.

Considering Lee's only had paracetamol and gas and air,

he's being a real trouper.

But Paul's worried Lee's leg pain is masking more serious injuries.

Listen, Lee, you all right there, buddy?

Yeah, that's it. Look, I'll come this side of you.

This is going to be probably quite sore when we move you about.

What I don't want you to be is have to be the bravest man

in the world and tell me it's not hurting when it really is,

all right, cos all I want you to do is be nice and happy,

and nice and comfy, if you can possibly do that, all right?

So be honest, if it's really sore, tell me,

and I can really help you with that,

and we'll try and get some painkillers for you,

and make things a little bit better

than they are at the moment. Is that all right?

Later, Paul and Ben prepare Lee for uplift.

He's actually broken the visor of his helmet.

So, because of that mechanism, we're going to immobilise him.

Also covering vast distances are the Dyfed-Powys Police.

At over 4,000 square miles,

theirs is the largest police territory in England and Wales.

And it's breathtaking.

With rolling mountain ranges, remote rural communities,

and over 350 miles of rugged coastline.

A massive area.

But a small force to protect it,

with just one police officer per four square miles.

The Brecon Beacons National Park is a draw for tourists.

Every year, the local population

is joined by over four million visitors.

Helping to keep them all safe is PC John Whiles.

He's based in the town of Brecon and has been for 11 years.

Brecon's a lovely place,

with the Brecon Beacons, quite a nice place to work, really.

I like the freedom, really.

You come in, you grab a car, you go where you want.

As long as you're putting the work in, you're left alone, basically.

What I like about road policing, it's more a proactive role,

so you're out there looking for work.

Instead of reacting to calls, like the beat do,

we go out there and hunt, look for travelling criminals

and traffic offences, basically.

John normally works alone, policing the roads in an unmarked car.

First up, he's on the hunt for dangerous drivers.

It's morning rush hour on the A470

so he's got his eyes on a very tight S-bend.

The white lines are there for a reason.

You've got a little S-bend, little chicane.

You got a bend on the corner there,

and you've got a car park opposite.

That's the reason for the double white lines

but some people tend to ignore them.

If they clip the white lines, or straddle them, I don't stop them.

I only actually stop them when they go four wheels

into the opposite lane.

You're not allowed to cross double white lines at all.

The saying is, "More paint, more danger."

Nice one - I'll remember that.

Today, the motorists are behaving.

Yes, very good, very good.

So John moves on.

Sometimes, I'll check vehicles...

at random.

Just drive along and see what comes around!

Ah, they're in a hurry.

Then, a red car flashes past and catches his eye.

Good spotting.

Right, he's tucking something

in his back, he is, the one at the back.

Right, boys, how's it going? Strong smell of cannabis in this car,

and you've just shoved something down your back.

When I stopped the car, you were like this,

seat belt off, and it's stinking of cannabis.

So, I'm going to search you all.

-Yeah.

-Who's got...

-Before we go any further, who's got it?

-No-one, I ain't got no cannabis, mate.

-There's a cannabis smell in here, boys.

-No, we haven't got no cannabis.

-Can I put my teeth in?

-Yeah, course you can. All out, please.

Can you come out here where I can see you? Come round here.

It reeks of dope. But PC John needs hard evidence.

A smell of cannabis. Can you tip your pockets out for me?

I can smell it in the car, see. Quite a strong smell of cannabis, like.

Yeah, it was half a joint I had and I was smoking it here.

And I just threw it, the roach ended up about here.

No, no.

Two seconds.

Two seconds. Keep here.

Right, do me a favour,

keep your hands up here where I can see them, right?

Right, turn your pockets out for me,

please, buddy. Keep your hands where I can see them.

The woman's come clean. But John wants to find the drugs.

You'll do these silly things like smoke drugs?

Then John finds a grinder, a gadget used to grind marijuana leaves.

Have you been in trouble with cannabis before? You have?

-When?

-Over 13, 14 years ago.

Give me a sec, then.

He's smelt the dope, and he's found a grinder.

But without more evidence, PC John is powerless. For now.

Honest to God, I just throwed it out there.

Later, John's instincts tell him

there's more to this case than a dodgy smell.

Earlier in Cornwall,

the Air Ambulance raced to a field in Fraddam.

11-year-old Lee came off his motorbike and gashed his leg.

And he could have more serious injuries.

Hello, Lee, how you doing, buddy, all right?

Lee's wound is right down to the bone,

so Paul asks Lee to grade his pain.

So how do you feel at the moment, buddy?

-Erm... About two-ish pain.

-OK.

Do you want anything more for the pain?

Can we make you any more comfortable, do you think?

No, not really.

-You're going to brave it out at the moment?

-Do you want some more gas?

We had some giggles with the gas just now, so that was working well.

Lee's mum, Yvonne, was with him in minutes.

He's been very brave, he... He don't seem too bad.

The gash in his leg's a bit bad but apart from that, he seems OK.

The only visible injury is a leg wound.

But the pain from that could be masking more serious injuries.

So, you can wiggle your fingers, can you?

Do you mind me lifting your top up there?

You've had a wash today, that's the main thing.

-No.

-No?!

-Tell us that now!

-Take a deep breath in.

Does that hurt at all?

No?

He's come off his bike at around 20mph,

gone forward and left the bike.

He's actually broken the visor of his helmet.

Because of that mechanism,

we're going to treat it quite conservatively, and immobilise him.

A broken helmet could mean a neck and spine injury.

Paul and Ben can't take any chances.

You haven't got any necklace on, or anything like that?

-No, I don't wear it.

-No?

Lee, what I need to do is get in and around your neck, all right?

But it's probably easier if I cut right across your top

and get the whole thing off, is that all right? Good man. All right, then.

So, you pop your arm out, nice and straight.

-You getting cold?

-You feeling cold?

-Yeah.

-I'll get you another blanket.

Right, Lee, this collar unfortunately is not designed for

comfort. The whole idea is to keep you nice and straight and in line.

What I'm going to do is pass this collar up behind your head,

OK? And this pings round.

-Have you seen these on the telly? Do you watch Casualty?

-Yeah.

-My cousin does.

-Pop your arms across your chest, that's it.

Put that one up as well, keep you nice and warm.

Like I say, this isn't going to be comfortable, but it just helps us,

-all right?

-Keep your head nice and still.

You keep looking straight up in the air, all right?

Lee's badly hurt,

and in a remote field 20 miles from the nearest A&E.

He needs urgent hospital care.

But, first, he'll have to get to the Helimed.

-OK?

-OK?

-Yeah.

-If I let you do those together.

-OK.

Lee, can you just take a nice deep breath in for me?

The team make the transfer over bumpy ground as smooth as possible.

This tough lad is coping on paracetamol, and gas and air.

Ready, set and lift.

Lovely job.

All right? So, tell me, how's your leg feeling?

Less painful, I guess.

Less painful, that's a good thing, isn't it?

-That's really uncomfortable.

-Yeah.

With Mum by his side, Lee takes off.

His journey to hospital will take

a fraction of the time it would have by road ambulance.

He's got a five-inch laceration just above the knee,

full thickness down to the bone.

Cos he's 11 and cos of the state of his injury, then,

as you can see, the lane we're going out of,

it wouldn't have been very comfortable getting him out of here

very quickly and very easily to the appropriate hospital, really.

I think the people of Cornwall have a great affinity with

the Cornwall Air Ambulance.

I think a lot of people have had experiences of it,

whether it be first-hand, or through family members,

and I think they get it. I think they see the benefit

the Air Ambulance brings to the county.

Coming up, Lee has to be a brave soldier in hospital.

Right, squeeze my hand.

HE GROANS IN PAIN

Relax.

PC John sniffs out some serious crime.

When you say disqualified, do we know why?

'Yes, it's giving us dangerous driving and no insurance.'

But first, it's a blue light case

for rural paramedics in Dumfriesshire.

-Do you remember what happened?

-No...

Sort of?

Across Scotland, the Ambulance Service looks after

a population of over five million.

150,000 of them in the rural region of Dumfries and Galloway.

But all these people are scattered over a vast area.

So, with over 16,000 emergency incidents to attend

every year, the paramedics have many miles to cover.

From countryside collisions...

..to an accident at the seaside.

I'm Caroline. What happened?

They go the distance to pick up the sick...

So, this one, did the pain stay just in your chest or did it go...?

..and patch up the wounded.

He's got a problem with a dislocation to his right knee.

Today it's the turn of

veteran paramedics Paul Votier and Malky McNeish.

The Lockerbie pair have clocked up 31 years between them on the job.

A 999 call has just come in.

A patient's collapsed in a doctor's surgery.

Hello there. Mrs Scott?

Hello, Mrs Scott.

Agnes came in with chest pains,

but suddenly lost consciousness in the consultation room.

Agnes is on oxygen while she comes round.

Paul checks she's fully conscious.

-Is it Mrs Scott?

-Yes.

-Mrs Scott, have you got any pain at the moment?

-No.

-No? OK. Do you know where you are at the moment?

-Yeah.

-Can you tell me?

-Lockerbie Surgery.

-And do you remember what happened?

-No...

-Sort of?

Agnes has an existing heart problem.

So when she woke at three in the morning with a burning pain

in her chest, she knew she needed a doctor.

Before she collapsed, Agnes had been given something for the pain.

Do you remember the doctor giving you the GTN spray under the tongue?

Yes.

-Do you remember much after that?

-Yes, aye, kind of.

-Kind of.

Just going to take you through to Dumfries, OK?

Get the doctors to check you out there.

-You wasn't expecting this this morning, no?

-No, no.

Paul is confident Agnes won't need to be stretchered to the ambulance.

We're just going to sit you up, nice and easy.

Bring your arms across your chest, I'll help you sit up.

Just rest there for a moment, just rest against me, how are you feeling?

Just a wee bit sicky.

Sicky, OK. No pain, no?

If you dig your heels in for us, we'll give you a hand to stand up.

And I'll put the chair in behind you and get you sat down.

Ready? One, two, three.

Have a wee seat there, that's it.

-How do you feel there?

-OK.

-OK.

Thanks very much.

-Have you spoken to Dumfries?

-Yes.

Fantastic.

Agnes now faces a 13-mile journey on country roads to hospital.

Paul will keep a close eye on her all the way.

I know I've asked this question before, Agnes.

-You had chest pain before the doctor gave you the spray?

-Yeah.

What's the last thing you remember?

I started to go all woozy, next thing they had me on the floor.

-Then you came round on the floor. Pain free?

-Yes.

No pain. Everything's good, Agnes, all right?

Paul and Malky take Agnes to Dumfries and Galloway Royal Infirmary

where she'll be checked out by the specialists.

Later in the programme,

Paul and Malky blue light to a man

who's taken a turn after eating ice cream.

Keep nice and still for me, OK?

Back in the Brecon Beacons, PC John Whiles is on road patrol,

which often means covering hundreds of miles on his own.

Earlier, he nabbed a car reeking of cannabis.

Before we go any further, who's got it?

No-one, haven't got any cannabis, mate.

There's a cannabis smell in here.

When I stopped the car,

as soon as I opened the door, I could smell a strong smell

of cannabis coming from inside the car.

The lady's admitted having a joint.

However, because I can't find the joint,

I've got no evidence really.

So the fact she said she had the joint, it's historical, really.

I can't really find the joint, so I can't do anything about it.

He's searched the car and the three people on board and found no drugs.

But John's instincts tell him

there's more to this than meets the eye.

He radios for a vehicle check.

Can I have a code one vehicle check, please?

'Red Fiat Punto, with one driver insured on.'

The driver is uninsured, which means a 300 quid fine and six points.

-My insurance is on her name, see?

-Right.

And his day goes from bad to worse.

His friend lets slip he doesn't even have a full driving licence.

Right, one thing at a time, right?

A provisional licence holder must be accompanied by

a full licence holder. But no-one in this car is legal.

So, it looks like it's the end of the road.

RADIO BEEPS

From one zero, can I arrange recovery, please, section 165?

The recovery truck's on its way.

But just when he though it couldn't get any worse, it does.

'Not having any insurance is one thing. We've got 24 previous

'and also disqualified driving

'for taking a motor vehicle without consent, 2008.'

Yeah, that's received. When you say disqualified, do we know why?

'Yes. It's giving us dangerous driving and no insurance.'

RADIO BEEPS

Yeah, that's received.

So, you've not got a provisional. You've been disqualified,

-you had a licence.

-Yeah, I have got a provisional.

The driver's already been disqualified.

It's time to feel the force of the law.

John reveals the hefty list of penalties he'll face.

You're talking £300 fixed penalty for the no insurance,

plus driving without a licence.

How much for that?

Might as well cut my arm and leg off!

It's turned into a catalogue of offences.

Basically, what's happened, he's driving on a provisional licence,

they've got no insurance on the vehicle,

so the vehicle's now been seized under section 165 of the Road Traffic Act.

And all occupants have been searched for cannabis and no cannabis found.

There was a grinder found, small bit of dust in it.

I'm not going to arrest somebody for a bit of dust. So that's it, really.

So wait for recovery to come now. Job done.

I am at the moment on a back road, which takes us towards the valleys.

I've just phoned recovery now

because it's quite a rural location and quite difficult to find.

The recovery truck can't find them.

No wonder - they're deep in the countryside on an unnamed road.

But John's local knowledge saves the day.

Hello, it's PC Whiles.

Just so you know, if you go towards Talybont...

The driver's been reported for summons cos he's driving

without insurance and other than according to the licence,

so that's quite serious. He'll have to attend court.

To get the car back, they'll need to pay over 100 quid within 14 days.

Not to mention providing valid insurance and a valid licence.

So, if you sign both those.

And here comes the pick-up.

Stranded in the back of beyond,

John gives them a lift to the nearest village.

But they'll have to make their own way from there,

and not behind the wheel.

Later in the programme,

PC John catches a red light jumper red-handed.

You actually came flying through there at quite a fair speed, really.

Well, I don't speed all the time.

I'm late for this flipping golf thing now.

From crimes on country roads to a nasty fall on farmland...

..the Cornwall Air Ambulance has had an urgent call out

to a field near the village of Fraddam.

11-year-old Lee flew off his motorbike and landed on rusty metal.

This is going to be probably quite sore when we move you about

and what I don't want you to be is have to be the bravest man

in the world and tell me it's not hurting when it really is.

The only injury you could see was a nasty, open wound on his leg.

It was right through to the bone.

But the team had to treat him for potential neck and spine injuries

and get him to hospital quickly.

He may be feeling pain in his leg and not telling us

about some pain that he may have had in his neck.

Because of the speed that he was travelling

and his helmet was damaged,

we immobilised his spine just in case.

Now in Truro, Lee and mum Yvonne

have been safely delivered to hospital.

And it's good news.

Lee doesn't have a spinal injury.

I was just riding back to the house,

I hit this massive metal thing and flipped over and cut my leg.

He was going out with his dad and his two brothers

on the motorbikes into the top field and fell off on his way home.

Bit of a shock.

Consultant Dr Mark Jadav comes to check on Lee's injury.

How are you feeling, Lee?

OK.

Lee, what I'd like to do is have a proper look at this, OK?

And what I'm going to do is give you some gas, all right?

They've told me he's got to get it cleaned out and checked

to make sure there's no further damage underneath.

It hurts.

The doctors need to examine the wound thoroughly and stitch it up.

Lee AND his mum will need guts to get through this.

-Are you likely to faint?

-What, at the wound,

-of just...?

-Anything.

-I've seen it.

-Seen it all before.

-I've seen all that

-today, at the minute.

-That's fine, that's absolutely fine.

Lee needs a local anaesthetic injected near his wound.

All right?

Just going to pop a little bit of local anaesthetic in there, OK?

It feels a bit stingy, like a bee sting, all right?

You're doing really well.

-BOY GROANS

-It's all right - squeeze, squeeze, squeeze!

-Relax.

-That's it.

-Nice big, slow, deep breaths.

Keep holding my hand. Squeeze.

-It's all right.

-It's OK, just breathe.

Just breathe.

-Breathe. Big breaths.

-It's all right, it's all right.

When the local anaesthetic kicks in, the doctors can stitch him up.

Keep hold of me.

It's all right, you're doing all right, just relax.

Big breaths.

That's it, well done. Big, deep breaths.

-Breathe, breathe.

-OK.

Just relax.

The gas and air and anaesthetic take effect,

allowing the medical team to repair the damage.

Can't be squeamish in this job, can you?

No! CHUCKLING

I think he may be off the motorcycle for a few weeks,

but he's had that all stitched up now.

There's no tear to the muscle at all, so that's really good for him.

It means he'll certainly be back up and on his feet much sooner.

The worry with that injury for him today was that

he had other injuries besides the cut on his leg.

So when he got here, we did a trauma assessment,

and the great news was that there was

absolutely nothing else going on with him.

It was simply a skin wound, torn through the

skin and the fatty tissue below it.

So thankfully, he'll be on his way very soon.

Lee gets the all-clear,

and it's not long before he's back on his feet.

But will Mum let him back on his bike?

I'd say...

at least 25 years?

No! About four weeks!

-About...

-Or a month.

-Well, we'll wait and just see how the leg heals.

It's been a team effort to help the junior daredevil,

but it's all second nature to the countryside emergency services.

Back in Dumfries and Galloway, it's all about teamwork

for Lockerbie paramedics Paul and Malky.

They've helped Agnes, who'd collapsed in her doctor's surgery.

One, two, three...

We've got your seat there, that's it.

Now they're on another call,

this time further away from their base in Lockerbie.

They're off to Eaglesfield, a village ten miles to the south.

SIREN SOUNDS

An older man is complaining of severe chest pain -

one of the most common reasons for ambulance call-outs in this area.

Unusually, the man's symptoms were triggered by eating ice cream.

SIREN SOUNDS

This is a chest pain - 69-year-old male with a chest pain.

The patient's wife called 999 when he became ill.

You talk to me - what's going on?

What's happened to you?

-How do you feel at the moment?

-I'm all right.

Any pain there at all at the moment?

Yep...

Was he?

-What's your first name, sorry?

-Alan.

-Is it OK if I call you Alan?

-Aye.

Alan, can you take this top off?

-Or just lift it up for me?

-Aye.

Paul needs to find out what has triggered Alan's episode.

If it's an underlying heart problem, it should show up on an EGC,

which measures electrical activity in the heart.

So was you just sitting down eating this ice cream, Alan,

or was you walking about when the pain came? Just sitting?

Didn't wolf it down, did he(?) Did he take his time or wolf it?

No!

These first ones go on your wrists and your ankles,

these sticky pads, and then we'll put six across your chest, OK?

-And you're pain-free at the moment, Alan?

-Oh, fine, thanks.

What was you doing today, then, what work was you doing?

Just the ice cream?

We'll just do this, Alan, make sure things are OK and have a chat

and see what you want to do, OK?

Keep nice and still for me, Alan, OK?

That looks tickety-boo.

It's fine.

Blood pressure's fine, pulse is fine, ECG is fine.

All the results are normal, so Paul agrees Alan can stay at home

and avoid the 42-mile round trip to the nearest hospital.

But he'll have to check in with his GP,

and maybe stay off the sweet stuff.

That's all OK, Alan, that's all clear, OK?

You don't suffer with ulcers or gastric problems at all, do you?

Do you normally get upset tummies?

In Dumfries and Galloway, nearly a third of the population

are over 60.

Heart disease is one of the leading causes of death,

so reaching patients with chest pain quickly is critical.

It can take up to 40 minutes

for an ambulance to get a patient to hospital in this rural area.

Very different from Paul's old manor.

The travelling time in London, or any city, to a hospital

could be less than five minutes, less than ten minutes.

In the countryside, you're looking at sometimes

up to 30- or 40-minute journey times.

But for Paul it's a small price to pay for leaving the city behind.

Such a more happy person,

relaxed person than I used to be in London, so...

Rural Britain makes for a stunning workplace -

compensation for the challenges it gives the emergency services.

On his patch in the Brecon Beacons, PC John Whiles knows

the rural roads like the back of his hand.

And he's got a nose for sniffing out crime.

After a period of time working this area,

you do tend to know certain places to go, certain times of day,

certain times of the week, when you will get certain offences.

We've already seen him catch a motorist breaking the law.

Now John's on the prowl in Crickhowell for red-light jumpers.

And one offending hot spot is the town's roadworks.

I'm parked here at the moment, we've got traffic lights here.

People tending... what I call amber gamblers,

they tend to jump the red lights sometimes.

I'm looking for people jumping the red lights.

You've got a good view looking down into the cockpits of cars,

and you see people on mobile phones,

texting and speaking on the phones as they drive through.

There are people with no insurance as well.

That's quite a good offence

because at the end of the day, if they crash into somebody,

then it's the injured party who tend to be out of pocket,

at the end of the day.

And it's not long until a Honda hightails it through a red light.

This car in front, this black Honda in front, just jumped the red light.

Came through quite fast

and obviously, with the light changing, went through.

The reason I've stopped you is I was parked back there on the hill

and you jumped the red light, OK?

It was gone to red and you went through.

You've gone past the sign, you came flying through there

at quite a fair speed. I couldn't tell you what speed,

but you jumped the red light, OK?

-Unfortunately...

-Sorry about that.

-I've got a choice -

I can either report you for summons, where you can attend court,

or can offer you a fixed penalty, but the choice is yours.

Um, the fixed penalty...?

It's a £100 fine and three penalty points on your licence.

I know I shouldn't have done that. I'm already on nine points.

-Oh, right, that changes things.

-I mean, the amount of miles I do,

I mean, I've done 176,000 in this,

and I'm on the road, you know, like, all the time,

constantly, and how I don't get gunned...

But I don't speed ALL the time.

I'm late for this flipping golf thing now.

That's the only reason. Normally I don't honestly go like a maniac.

Unfortunately, because I've stopped you, you're going to be late again.

Right, got a bit of a problem now, right,

because you are on nine points,

I can't offer you a fixed penalty, right,

so I'm going to have to report you for summons.

-I'll be off the road?

-Possibly, yeah. You're up to 12 points.

-Cos that's my job now, that's up the chute.

-Yeah.

-OK.

-I genuinely don't race around like a loony, it's only that I'm...

Three more points puts this driver at risk of losing his licence.

And because his work relies on driving,

his job could be at risk as well.

Well, I thought, I know there's a delay between the lights

quite a lot, isn't there?

And I just went through and I shouldn't have, really.

'I'm just late for something.'

I haven't had a crash in the last 30 years,

or anything like that,

I'm not a lunatic driver, you know what I mean?

Right, when I stopped you over there,

I explained what you did, all right? And I cautioned you, yeah?

After the caution you said, "I'm late for a golf meeting," yeah?

-Yes.

-Sign right at the end there so I can't add any more in.

I'm formally reporting you for the question and consideration

of prosecuting for the offence of contravening in a red light, OK?

-Anything you want to say?

-It's all right.

All right.

I do hundreds of miles every week.

Hundreds of miles.

I don't just potter around from shops, you know?

It's just, er, I'm just not being careful enough, am I?

The gentleman I stopped for contravening the red light,

when he explained he had nine points on his licence,

I could no longer give him a fixed penalty.

The reason for that is, you're only allowed 12 points on your licence.

It's called the totting-up scheme.

He's totted up 12 points over a period of time

by committing various traffic offences,

and therefore potentially going to lose his licence, yeah.

I try to treat people fairly, and the same.

Cos everybody's got a story

and everyone's got a problem in their life, yeah?

I feel sorry for some people,

others you think...

..they're swinging the lead.

But he's already had three chances...

'before I stopped him today'

and he's committed a further offence, so when is he going to learn?

So that's my thought on that.

No rest for the emergency services in Britain's countryside.

Agnes stayed in Dumfries and Galloway Royal Infirmary overnight,

but happily all her tests came back clear.

The two drivers who got caught in the act

await their day in court.

Busted!

And Lee's stitches came out two weeks later.

He'll be back in the saddle as soon as his bike's mended -

and his mum lets him!

And you thought it was quiet in the countryside...