Nostell Nights

In 2017 Paul was commissioned to write and perform a series of poems in response to the Nostell Priory stately home in Wakefield as part of their ‘Nostell Nights’ programme of events.

The poems explored the history of the building and it’s characters

 

The Butlers Late Night Lament

 

Darkness, light snaps on.

 

Shhh, pass it on; the butlers been sacked!

He supped the supply one too many times behind their backs

Shhh, pass it on; the butlers had to leave, ‘not equal to his place’

I’d like to see them say it to his face

Shhh, pass it on, card party in the pantry tonight

Bring a bottle, but don’t tell too many – alright?

Shhh, think on, the Night Watch Man Albert Poulter’s about tonight

If you hear him coming, blow out the candle light.

 

Darkness, the light snaps off

 

© Paul Bateson 2017