Lord T's Poison.

Tonight’s fireside reading was the first half of the section on the Quest for the Holy Grail from Tennyson’s Idylls of the King. So far it’s all about ecstatic nuns, hallucinating knights, and a red goblet that slides down a beam of light like one of those tubes that carried cash around in Co-operative stores when I was a kid. I suspect the influence of opium.