Right then, job's a good'n.
Steve from next-door pointed out that if I locked the steering over, I'd have enough room to actually get a bar on it. Borrowed a four-foot scaffold and bent me brand-new tommy bar (:() but got the damn bolts off (:D).
Now , just got to do the air and fuel filters. Of course, the air filter supplied was the wrong part - and the old one seemed to have exploded in the intake box

Might explain the weird engine sound, I spose.
Meanwhile, the cleverly-designed engine bay requires that one's hands be inserted through tiny gaps in the pipe work to unscrew the fuel filter. The filter has to be turned sideways to get it in/out. Thus I had to design some sophisticated method of delivery to get the cleaner in to the filter unit once it was positioned under the port, ready to be screwed in.
Gentlemen, I present to you a foot of garden hose jub clipped to a funnel
New new air filter tomorrow, two replacement tyres - screw in one of them and spare flat as a pancake of course - and then a sodding good Italian tune up down the M27. w00t!
Only now I'm jealous and want to do the brakes on the 6
