Tuesday began as a day like any other.   Rolled out of bed at 10AM, read some awesome science  blogging (here, where else?) over coffee, then went to the office where I was looking forward to a round of golf and a nap before playing some X-box before going home.

I arrived at the office and remembered I hadn't eaten breakfast; golf would have to wait.  "Hey Bloggy," I said, "want to go to Mels?  It's biscuit and honey day."

No answer.  I looked over at where Bloggy would usually be boring into me with his wee beady eyes, making sure work gets done, but it was empty.   Instead there was just a note.  It read: