The Ghost at Craig Castle
Turning a narrative poem into a narrative text
resource by Deb Cadman for working with Charles Causley's poem 'Colonel Fazackerly'
Colonel Butterworth Toast had served for many years in the British Army. He had been looking forward to his retirement. Somewhere majestic was what he wanted. He had worked hard and felt that he deserved somewhere special to live after all those years in army barracks.
Colonel Butterworth Toast bought an old castle. He was very pleased with it, and he happily moved in. No one had told him there was a ghost.
On the first night, the Colonel unpacked his things and sat down with a glass of sherry, near the fire. Suddenly a ghost appeared out of the chimney, and shouted, "Beware!".
The Colonel put his glass down and looked at the ghost. "That was great!", he said. "I don't know how you did it! I suppose you are going to a fancy dress party?"
The ghost cried. The Colonel went on, "I wish I knew how you did that. Would you like a drink?"