IN October 2006, I was woken up by my husband shouting out and he then fell out of bed.

I rushed to his side to find out what was wrong, and could not wake him.

I rang for an ambulance at about 1.30am and then went back to my husband, who was still unconscious.

I then rang my son who lives five minutes away. This was at 1.37am. He had missed calls on his mobile.

I managed to get him a few minutes later on his landline.

I then rang the ambulance again, to be told it was on its way and to start CPR.

The ambulance eventually arrived at 2.05am. When we asked why they'd taken so long, we were told they had come from Trowbridge.

By this time, my husband had died of a heart attack – he was 53 years old.

The paramedics were absolutely brilliant and I don't really think anything could have saved him – but, of course, there will always be that niggling thought in the back of your mind.

We live in the sticks on the outskirts of Calne in Wiltshire, so never really questioned the timings, but with all the recent publicity about emergency services response times, it started me thinking.

Name supplied Calne Wiltshire