So this morning after filling up with petrol a mile from my house the fancy new BMW wouldn't start, Fiona's did but mine refused. A bit of swearing and a call to the BMW helpline had me feeling a bit better, they would dispatch a technician to save me as soon as possible, I did say I could go home and get my Norton which does go! If I'd wanted a bike that didn't start I'd have got a CBR1000 Honda (oops, sorry Bob) actually I have a garage full of temperamental bikes I don't need another. (I'm not touching it as its still under warranty) Fiona nipped back to the house for the car and jump leads just in case. As she arrived back I got a text saying the "Technician" would be with me in 45 minutes, impressed! I stabbed at the button again and yes it started!! A quick call back to call off the Calvary and then we were out for a right good day wobbling around the small roads in the Borders, no more problems with the bike but I am going to speak to the shop to get them to check it over.