We had a pleasant ride, nevertheless, and as I was passing a house, fairly near where I live, I saw a man working on an old Vespa, so I stopped to take a look (being rather nosy!). He turned out to be Steve - someone Hughie know quite well - and we had a pleasant chat about scooters, Bantams and other old bikes.
In the meantime, Little Willie waited patiently and, when the time came, started first kick. But as soon as I got on the seat, she died on me again, although, to be fair, started and ran (after a fashion) with the next kick.
Then I went to see Hughie. Not on the Bantam, though! And he thinks it's still a carburation problem and says he'll blow it out on his airline in the garage. I think I'll take him up on that, as I want Little Willie to perform the way she did before I ran the tank dry.....!