I actually couldn't believe it. I stormed outside in high dudgeon, stuck the ignition key in, fired the bike up and stabbed the horn button. Eff all! Stab, stab, stab, stab, stab! Eff all, eff all, eff all, eff all, eff all!
Rode it up the hill, tore off the left side panel in the hissing sleet, stared in disbelief at the connector dangling in the air behind the compooter and sobbed hysterically! Out with almost every tool I posess and ten minutes later all was well.
The guy was very good about it (most unlike him, the tester from hell) and the pass was duly issued on my return back down the hill!
Brian (who shouldn't have bothered to test everything on the bike before he took it for the test
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