Isaw this when I was about ten or eleven, in our little house in Wales. My parents had read something about the program and decided to watch it. It made enough of an impression to remain with me in fragments. I had no idea who Dylan was. I remember him sitting on a doorstep or by a wall or something as the action went on in the foreground, and at some point he sang with the camera close on him. He was wearing his peaked cap. I don't even remember, or don't even know if I understood the story of the play. Now a Dylan obsessive, but the BBC wiped away so many things in its treasure trove. Now its just fragments in most people's memories. Presumably there is a script and stills still in existence.
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