A pal of mine happened to pass Schrodinger's old house whilst on holiday. It is still a private dwelling, rather than a museum, but had the local equivalent of a blue plaque commemorating the fact that the Great Man had lived there.
Anyway, my mate was delighted to see there was a cat flap in the front door.
Bloke finds a silver lantern in the woods, rubs it and out pops a genie. "I grant you two wishes says the genie!" "Not three like normal?" answers the bloke. "I've been doing this a long time," says the genie "check in your underpants."