A wonderful fan in the UK found this play starring Gillian
among his collection of memorabilia.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 add to our knowledge
of this play. Go Here to view a page about the play.
June, 2009
Newest Additions to the Screencaps.
The fan has been able to ressurect some more of the damaged tape
the original caps below were sourced from. The scene below is described
as follows:-
The Story:
"I can now say that the story is about Gillian Blake’s character going to stay with her sister MARY
after a breakdown or after leaving her boyfriend or both ? Her sister
is an artist in the story, and Gillian does have a major roll in this play."
The Screencaps:
"Where Gillian Blake's character is talking to her sister before she breaks down.
The picture which I sent yesterday, Gillian blakes character was asking were
she was going to sleep, the scene in this picture is were she is getting upset with regards to her boyfriend."
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Last Few Minutes of the Play, Plus Credits.
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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.
