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