* Still laid out by complete apathy. While I was in bed I read one of my partners books, 'The Waves' by Virginia Woolf, I must recommend this if you haven't read it, its a novel long prose poem which is incredibly evocative. It consists of a number of monologues by 6 friends over the various phases of life. This might not sound very exciting but the poetry of the discourses lasts the whole of the book. For some reason it put me in mind of T S Elliot but that was a minor thing. Do yourself a favour and read it.
I'm also reading 'La Morte d' Aurthur' by Malory, this is a completely different kettle of fish, I'm about a third of the way thru and completely perplexed. First you get the sword from the stone story then a battle with an alarming number of Kings, then a series of stories about various Knights that seem to have no rime or reason to them. In the early part a battle is described this is not so much a battle as a saga of horse swapping. Knight A knocks Knight B of his horse, knight C sees Knight B fighting on foot and knocks Knight D off his horse, Knight C gives Knight B the horse belonging to Knight D, Knight E sees Knight D fighting on foot and so on and so forth for the whole of the battle description.
The stories about individual Knights seem to have no point unless its to discover that the Knight seemingly a peasant by birth is infact of noble birth, otherwise its a series of jousts, dwarfs, damsels and Knights sitting in tent pavilions waiting for someone to come along and fight them. All defeated Knights not killed get sent to King Arthur to become Knights of the round table. In one episode we get a black Knight (killed) a Red Knight defeated, a Green Knight defeated, a Blue Knight defeated, then another Red Knight defeated then the protagonist winning fair lady but kept from a bit of pre-marital sex by the fair Ladies sister by the interference of a Knight who is continually resurrected from the dead. Anyone who knows what's going on please enlighten me.