Failed space time experiment

Yes dear readers I have this weekend failed to challenge the space / time theory. Doubtless on the maths and physics owned on blogs nearby such a futile attempt could be rapidy halted. However, faced with a growing demand to be at 59 North this weekend, I decided, for reasons known best to me, to be in my little homestead at around 54 North. Quite why I decided to go ahead with this experiment must remain a darkly kept secret, but suffice to say that armed with neither rocket nor time machine I proved quite resoundingly that:

1. One cannot be in two places at one time no matter how much the exponents wish it to be.
2. One should bite at least one of the bullets.
3. If 2 above is not applied then one will, inexorably end up biting two bullets and
4. that is moe than one can chew.

Today therefore dear readers I sit chewing bullets and spitting bits of bullet casing. Yumm the taste of cordite, and hark the spring birds are singing in the sunshine whilst I am mostly writing blah for the vikings.