The apocalypse was upon us and we had sought shelter in an abandoned wooden structure. This is where we met, Brian Cox (the Professor, that is) and I.
Over several days we used our brains (of course) and cunning to survive in a ruined world. Quickly, a bond grew and something sparked between us.
It wasn’t long before Brian popped the question, “Do you think we will ever understand the origin of mass in the universe, or discover the nature of dark matter?”
Ah, the dreamworld; veritable fodder for the imagination.
And a right nod to the Professor, a very smart man.
