And then, there's a Eurovision question, which strangely (to them) I know the answer to.
And then, there's a Man Booker question, which strangely (to me) no one knows the answer to.
And then, there's that Question you Wait your Whole Life For.
(6 points): "I was born on the 3rd of March, 1847".
"Alexander Graham Bell", I shout smugly. Everyone is impressed. Eventually, I tell them, my secret*. They are not so impressed.
* This is also my birthday. Except for the year bit.
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