A wonderful fan in the UK found this play starring Gillian
among his collection of memorabillia.He kindly sent me what he could
salvage of the broadcast, but had little information to send with it.
Since then, Larue has found a page with more to addto our knowledge
of this play. Go Here to view a page about the play.

Transcript for short snippet from "Halleluiah, Mary Plum" by Rose Tremain.

(Gillian Blake as Louise, and child stand
in a forest glade beside a pond, both throwing in pebbles.)

Child: "It's rather serious - isn't it? Sort of tragic the pond.
Can just imagine Margy's Oatmeal(?) drowning in this pond.
Going down, down like a slide, wearing his top hat.
You know - Miss Margy'd prop her hand on her tennis racket and cry and wail
and say to herself - 'dear, oh dear, what an ending.
Poor Lord Oatmeal(?) and poor me as his bride. What a terrible end to a life'."

(pans up to Gillian's face, eyes welling, while the child giggles to itself)

(camera cuts to shot of distant couple laying in a sunny clearing behind the trees)
Female: "Wonder there the others are?"
Male : "Shall we go and look for them?"
Female: "No. I expect they'll come to us."

(couple embrace. Camera cuts back to overhead shot
of Gillian and Child still by the pond. Music starts.)

(female vocalist, uncredited.)

Well, when I'm a very lame woman(child laughs in distance)
And my steps are simple slow
When a forest floor is my own back door
Then perhaps I'll know

(camera pans back and upwards and credits roll)

Why a child has wings
Why the summertime sings
Why a tall house leans on my hilltop dreams
Why giants roar on the flannel shore
and why my colours fly.

Yes, when I'm a age old woman
And time lines up my brow
They'll tell me why my colour fly
I want to know it now

Yes, I want to know it now......

end transcript.