Some stuff and nonsense here:
Dominic Dromgoole, the artistic director of the theatre on the South Bank of the Thames, was astonished when he was told that he would have to pay the monarch royalties for his planned Easter performances of extracts from the King James Bible.
“I couldn’t believe it,” he tells Mandrake. “It is read out by priests in churches all over the country every Sunday, but I was told that the Queen owned the copyright, which is renewed after each accession.”
Dromgoogle comes over as a little dim here: it’s Crown Cupyright, the King James and the Book of Common Prayer. It’s a pub quiz type of thing, not some exoteric arcana.
Dromgoole has, however, managed to negotiate his way out of paying.
You don’t have to negotiate very hard there. I managed to get a licence out of them years ago: they never charge royalties.
I have the whiff of the PR department here: how do we get a story about our new Easter plays into the press? Ah, that’s it, make up some bollocks about Crwon Copyright.