My in-laws just returned from a trip to England. They had dinner one night at Cambridge University (my father-in-law, Andy, was presenting a paper). As they're walking back to their car, they see a dude in a wheelchair waiting to get into a van. There's a big computer screen on the wheelchair.
As they get closer, they realize they recognize him.
He's some famous guy named Stephen Hawking.
I guess he's a theoretical physicist or something. I hear he wrote a book or two.
And no, they did not bring me back a football jersey. I wanted an Aston Villa one this time.