The Tuono's clutch slave cylinder has developed a slight weep. It's not bad, so today I thought I'd take it to work for the first time in a few weeks. Bastard wouldn't start, would it? I'd been living under the illusion that since it has no alarm, the battery wouldn't go flat. I'd forgotten that the clocks draw current. So I spent a merry five minutes trying to balance the bike on a gravel slope near enough the front of the car that the jump leads would reach, the battery being on the wrong side of the car, of course. I also had to get a jump start coming home: twenty-five minutes doesn't charge the battery enough for a cold start, it seems. I also found that the headlights are *way* out of adjustment, but at least I'll have a good view of any Countryside Alliance beasties that I'm about to squash.