Wotcha.
The poor ol' Guzzi hadn't been used for a while, so I decided it was time that changed.
The battery was on its last legs, so I took a spare gel battery with me . . . just in case.
Things went well for the first two miles, then I felt the "click" of a cable about to fail. The clutch cable now had one less strand . . . ah well . . . I'll carry on until it fails, then worry about it.
As things turned out, the cable didn't get any worse and I made it home easily - the spare battery wasn't needed either. I fitted a new cable as soon as I got back, and a new battery the next day.
Oh - and it all looked like this ---------->