Update for those whom may be interested.
It seemed like a good day to celebrate, having watched the American Episcopalian verbally berate "The Good, The Bad and The Ugly"!

And "NO!", I am note going to bring religion onto this forum.
So, with 4 litres of "fuel", into the tank, oil levels, tyre pressures etc. checked, I gave Sally some welly late this afternoon. As is usual, these old ****** require priming of the cylinder with fuel and after 8 months layup, the compression is next to nothing, because the oil has slid down the bore. After 40 eases over TDC, I stuck the fuel 'ON', half choke and ignition, followed by a lusty bit of welly. The result was an almighty explosion, which Kat thought was a 12bore going off!

Back through the routine again and with gentle chuffing and easing open the throttle, Sally came to life and my leg was still in one piece.

So after some warming through and then some slow riding figure of eights in the drive, on gravel,

I think we are ready for a canter into deepest Fife to see the 'Flying Scotsman' come over the Forth Bridge and complete a loop of the Fife Circle line, afore returning to Edinburgh, Waverley via the Forth Bridge, tomorrow.
Thank you all for your support these past 8 months, not much about Sally in here and in the end 'T-cut', some deft 10 tonne press work to straighten out the footrest mounts; dollying the exhaust pipe flange and the end of the silencer can, whilst dismantling the handlebars and levers and reassembling after a clean and lube appearred to be all that was required. Tomorrow will be the proof of the pudding.
Good health and my regards, Bill