<b><b>19 Bleak Lane, Lyndhurst, Hampshire.<br/>
1st May, 2021<br/>
8:51 AM</b></b><br/><br/>"A chicken first, definitely a chicken...then she'll lay me all the eggs." Suger voiced with finality, he laughed excitedly in satisfaction for having solved a most disturbing complex puzzle...unfortunately that wasn't his first triumphant cry, within 60 seconds he will find a way to doubt his own conviction and fall back into the paradox of the chicken and egg.<br/><br/>As he turned his Honda VFR750 bike into<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fstatic01.nyt.com%2Fimages%2F2020%2F06%2F24%2Frealestate%2F24IHH-IRELAND-slide-KE79%2F24IHH-IRELAND-slide-KE79-mobileMasterAt3x.jpg%3Fquality%3D75%26auto%3Dwebp%26disable%3Dupscale%26width%3D1200&amp;hash=97cc552665f2c208303fb8ea385d24c3" href="https://static01.nyt.com/images/2020/06/24/realestate/24IHH-IRELAND-slide-KE79/24IHH-IRELAND-slide-KE79-mobileMasterAt3x.jpg?quality=75&amp;auto=webp&amp;disable=upscale&amp;width=1200" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">The mansion</a>, his muddled mind resurfaced and his brows arched in total confusion. "No. One must have an egg first, the chicken comes from the egg yes? Yes. I will buy me, a good fat one and it will hatch and birth me a good fat chicken and she will lay me many more eggs....yes yes, an egg first." He cackled another triumphant laugh as he pulled to a stop in front of the porch. He pulled off his helmet and stared at the lady on the porch who had busied herself with knocking.<br/><br/>"Say lady, I am in a dilemma and perhaps you might be able to shed some light ...you will help yes?" An eerie big grin on his face like he was auditioning for a clown, a scary clown.<br/>"Chicken or egg? Which do you think I need, I long to start a farm...to harvest eggs." He said raising an inquisitive brow.<br/><br/>.............