Sorted
just a wee update on insurance situation, stuck to my guns with them and they eventually gave me what I paid for the bike + all my gear and threw in an extra grand for the inconvenience.
Got the cheques last Monday, the asessor was hagling a bit but the woman who was handling the claim was sound, she made up the difference with the pre accident value etc.
Was obviously scouring the bike buyers guide and the net for a replacement, found two identical bikes a 07 adventure one with boxes and 10k on clock in Cork, the other no boxes and 20k+ in JD's the other difference was €2000, so needless to say jumped on a €50 Ryanair flight to Cork yesterday morning 9am arrived at Kearys BMW kitted out with new helmet and jacket bought at NEC last week with my son of 8 years ( who had his first taste of motocycling on a small suzuki at their test circuit, mother not impressed!!)
Wrote them a personal cheque, they threw in a disk lock and I was off, nice lads very helpful, had everything organised!
Headed for Mayo to see ex's father who was taken in to hospital with burst appendix (I know any excuse to test out new toy, no really I was concerned!)
Arrived at hospital and this is where the day went a little pear shaped, pulling in saw about 10-15 people outside main entrance having a smoke, mostly of the female variety, pulled up near the door and decided to park my new pride and joy off the road just on the pedestrian area slightly, this involved a bit of a u turn negotiating some 2ft high bollards at low speed!. I'm obviously better at negotiating with insurance companies because yes my worst nightmare, made a complete hames of it and I dropped the bloody thing, I looked like a kid who's dad had just let go of the back of the bike thinking his son has finally mastered the art of cycling!
Didn't even look over to see who was wetting themselves with laughter, I know...... anyway to make matters worse I had pulled in before arriving to fill up with juice, so she's lovely and heavy, do ya think I could feckin lift it, now I'm not a small fella but either the embarassment or because I thought if I got it up really quickly nobody would notice flurry took it out of me, I don't know! anyway steadied myself and gave it another shot and got it up, did the obligitory confused look under and around the machine as if to say what mechanical failure happened there

.......... nothing it was the tit driving, end of!!!
Ego restored, drove back to Dublin today, love the machine, hope to stay on it a bit longer than the last one............