Interesting! Art imitating life imitating art again.
edit: Apropos Conan Doyle:
A cabbie picked up the great writer at a Paris railroad station to drive him to his hotel.
Upon parting the cabbie said: "Goodbye mr. Doyle".
Conan Doyle taken aback by this responded: "How do you know who I am, do you recognize me from my picture?"
the cabbie: "No, sir, I've never seen a picture of you before, but I read you were going to be vacationing in France, your coat has the cut of an English gentleman, you have an ink spot on your finger indicating you are a writer and the train I picked you up on hails from the coast. All these clues together made it very likely that you were the great writer himself."
Doyle: "Amazing feats of deduction, you are worthy of being an incarnation of Sherlock himself!"
Cabbie: "Oh, and one more thing, your bag has your name written on it".
edit: Apropos Conan Doyle:
A cabbie picked up the great writer at a Paris railroad station to drive him to his hotel.
Upon parting the cabbie said: "Goodbye mr. Doyle".
Conan Doyle taken aback by this responded: "How do you know who I am, do you recognize me from my picture?"
the cabbie: "No, sir, I've never seen a picture of you before, but I read you were going to be vacationing in France, your coat has the cut of an English gentleman, you have an ink spot on your finger indicating you are a writer and the train I picked you up on hails from the coast. All these clues together made it very likely that you were the great writer himself."
Doyle: "Amazing feats of deduction, you are worthy of being an incarnation of Sherlock himself!"
Cabbie: "Oh, and one more thing, your bag has your name written on it".