After months of denial I began clearing out part of my clothes closet today. It's a nasty chore in part because of my bad habit of using it to store things I can't put elsewhere for some reason or other.
It's filled with lost of clothes, but there are many, many other things in there too, including a lot of books DVD's and other detritus of the reporting life.
Yet even I was a little surprised to find Uma Thurman in there. Not the real flesh and blood actor, but a huge "Pulp Fiction" poster with her with her famed sultry sloe-eyed stare.
It's a great poster, a little crumpled, but that just kind of adds to the effect. However I cannot remember from whence it came. A truly Tarantino-esque mystery - though thankfully without the blood.