I was born at Wroughton where my father was a Radioolog...(took x-rays) and always felt the place to be spotless as i wizzed around in my socks as a 6 year old.
Indeed on a Sunday night to take some pressure off PMH in Swindon, NHS patients were allowed if they wanted to go to Wroughton instead. The rumours of people holding out with all sorts of ailments until Sunday, were legend in Swindon at the time.