BBC Screen One
(Island World Productions)

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Mandie Fletcher,
  • Writer: Barry Hines

Off-Cut: Cardiac Arrest

Margaret Matheson and I talked about a medical show. We had just done a cop show and the next television banker was a doc show. There was a long history of medical doctors who were writers, Chekov being the most well known, so we advertised in the medical press. Over a hundred sent us samples. Some of them were good. We picked Jed Mercurio.

With the possible exception of Casualty’s early episodes, all medical series had been the drama of reassurance.

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BBC Drama Series

A chronological series of Shakespeare’s history plays, covering the kings of Britain from 1377 to 1485, and how they won, stole and lost their claims to the throne.

  • Producer: Peter Dews,
  • Director: Michael Hayes,
  • Adapted by: Eric Crozier,
  • With: Eileen Atkins, Hermione Baddeley, Sean Connery, Paul Daneman, Judi Dench, Tom Fleming, Robert Hardy,
  • Various parts: Tony Garnett


The Birth of the Goalie of the 2001 F.A. Cup Final

Five Minute Films BBC Series: Episode 5/5

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Mike Leigh,
  • Writer: Mike Leigh


(De Laurentis Entertainment Group/Kestrel Films)

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Julien Temple,
  • Writers: Julie Brown, Charlie Coffey, Terence McNally

This Life + 10

TV Drama

  • Ex Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Joe Ahearne,
  • Writer: Amy Jenkins


The Wednesday Play

The time could be the immediate future. There is a smell of battle in the air; the possibility of violence. On one side 10,000 men are threatening unofficial strike; on the other is the combined weight of the Government, their employers, and their Trade Unions. This film was shot on location in Liverpool.

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Ken Loach,
  • Writer: Jim Allen

Old Chums

Five Minute Films BBC Series Episode 3/5

Tony Garnett
Mike Leigh
Mike Leigh



  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Roland Joffe,
  • Writers: Roland Joffe, Bruce Robinson


The Wednesday Play

Alex Young is a small, quiet man. He looks delicate and tentative. But on a football field, when things are going well for him, he’s a giant. The tough men of Goodison Park catch their breath and their faces relax and open up when he touches the ball. Alex is not a bit flash. He is precise and elegant and subtle. Only sophisticates like Joe Horrigan really appreciate him. To them he is the golden vision. Joe and the men like him are married to Alex and the Everton team. It is a volatile marriage, but divorce is never even thought of. Life is football-to be talked about, dreamt of all the week and embraced on Saturday …

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Ken Loach,
  • Writers: Neville Smith, Gordon Honeycombe


BBC TV Drama

  • Director: Don Taylor,
  • Writer: David Mercer,
  • Stars: Pauline Letts, Tony Garnett, Jane Merrow

Off-Cut: Five Women

Tony Parker was a small, unthreatening man who listened. He once told me that he’d never met anyone who bored him. I was always trying to avoid bores. He fascinated me, not least because of his methods. He would listen to his subjects for countless hours over long periods, patiently, sympathetically and without judgement, rather like a therapist would. He then distilled this material into a readable length, preserving the words and meaning of the speakers.

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Off-Cut: Ballykissangel

Financial insecurity is the predicament of every small production company. I needed a banker show, which would pay the house nut for some years. That’s the elusive gold everyone is looking for.

Ballykissangel was the answer. It was aimed at the 8pm Sunday BBC1 slot. I knew that a hit there would be the answer to our financial problems, at least for a while. It’s so important to the BBC that it would also earn goodwill.

Kieron’s idea was a classic fish out of water format, light, warm and comedic, set in a charming world. A young English priest is transferred from an inner city parish to a small community in rural Ireland, Ballykissangel. Plenty of room for romance which cannot be consummated, which linked nicely into the rules of another genre: a love story is not about love, it’s about the impediments to love, or otherwise there’s no drama. Clearly Kieron knew his stuff. I read him. He could write. I met him and liked him. I said yes. She recruited an A list Irish crew, which was important, because Ireland was like Dallas. It had good people, but not the depth of London or Los Angeles. Get in at the top and they’re world class. Miss out, and you’re in trouble.

Setting up Ballykissangel was the first time I was seriously pissed off by the involvement of Sixth Floor executives in creative matters. They were not content with becoming buyers, the sole dictators of what could be made. They were all suddenly experts on screenplays, directors and casting. Some magic must have happened to them when they slept, the Drama Fairy Godmother must have cast her spell, because all these people from Current Affairs, or Daytime or Light Entertainment became drama experts overnight, the night following their appointment to the Sixth Floor. An incredible transformation. Plus, they all wanted to help, to share this new expertise.

So I was told we had to change the title. I said that was what it was called. Ask the writer. End of discussion. There were then numerous ideas for the role of the English priest, the leading character, usually fashionable stars or aspiring stars, all inappropriate. The BBC was so taken with its new marketing ideas, brought in by experts from Proctor and Gamble or wherever, that time and again I had to rebuff the suggestion of so and so, “Who is about to leave East Enders. He’s enormously popular and we want to keep him. Wouldn’t he be perfect for x?”

” No, he wouldn’t. He would be a disaster. He can’t act”.

It all became tiresome and time wasting. I growled at them and they retreated, muttering. But younger and newer producers gave in, to the detriment of their shows. Of course, when their shows bombed, they were blamed. I said at the time that in Hollywood you are messed around but at least you got a swimming pool. In London now you just got messed around.

We decided on Stephen Tompkinson, who I’d seen in the same show as Neil Pearson, Drop the Dead Donkey. The executives were firmly against him, saying he was unproven and unknown. I insisted, saying I thought he was right: he was talented, had comedy timing and was a warm, sympathetic everyman, who the audience would love and root for. If the series worked, he would be a star in three weeks. If it failed, so what?

In the end, they all backed off, not before I lost my temper. I’d taken a short holiday in France, but it was interrupted each day by numerous phone calls, with me wasting energy making this silliness back off. I may as well have stayed at home. Why can’t these amateurs leave it to those who know, who do it professionally? Their interference increases the chances of failure, which they are striving to avoid. Buy it or don’t buy it, but if you do, get out of the way and let me make it. It’s what I do.

The shoot went smoothly and the material had warmth and innocence. The Irish crack sent me back to London the worse for wear each week, but encouraged. In the event, the series was a huge hit from the first episode. I’ve never been able to predict audiences. This one grew and grew. Avoca, where we filmed, became a pilgrimage for fans as far away as Australia, so much so that filming external scenes became difficult. The crowds got in the way.

The success of Ballykissangel was marred by the death of Joy Lale. I had just told her she would be the producer the following year. She was thrilled by this vote of confidence. For months we had all begged her to learn how to drive, so she took lessons and passed her test, buying a new car. She lived with her husband some miles from Avoca, in a house rented for the shoot. They were narrow, winding country lanes. She and a van crashed head on.

I took the next plane back and found her in a Dublin hospital lying inert, surrounded by medical apparatus, her husband and family keeping vigil by her side. At first I was optimistic she would pull through, but after a while the medics shook their heads.

The funerals of those you love are sad, but Joy’s was very difficult. I saw the devastated face of her husband. They had been very much in love and happy together. I saw her bemused family, who had been close to her. This was an exceptional young woman, full of life and energy, embarking on what I knew would be a fine producing career, now dead, her life unlived and her promise unfulfilled. I thought I had lost a daughter, but my loss was nothing compared with what her husband and her family must have felt.

I had learned the lesson of Between The Lines, so I bailed out after two seasons, before my boredom drove me to tinker with its success. If it works, don’t fix it, they say. With me, if it works, leave it alone by leaving it to others. It ran and ran, stabilising the company and allowing me to experiment and bring on some young hopefuls.


The Day the Music Died is the memoir of BBC director and producer, Tony Garnett. For the first time, Tony shares exclusive details from his childhood in working-class and war torn Birmingham. He takes readers behind the scenes of a selection of his more famous productions, offering secrets and anecdotes. Some moving and some amusing. Now available for pre-order on Amazon.

‘A typical reaction was a snigger… I was making a film about the wrong kind of bird’

In the Swinging Sixties, nobody wanted to finance a gritty northern drama about a boy and his kestrel. But the makers of Kes persisted and the result was a British classic. Akin Ojumu discovers the inside story

First published in The Guardian, Sunday August 29, 1999

Tony Garnett: I had read Barry Hines’s first book, The Blinder, about a young footballer and liked it. I was producing the Wednesday play at the BBC and I asked him if he fancied doing one.

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BBC TV Series

  • Ex Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Producer: Peter Norris,
  • Director: Various,
  • Writers: Various


The Wednesday Play

The family set off for a picnic in the country with all the paraphernalia – the cine camera the frozen barbecued chicken – all of which is looked on, with sixth-form cynicism and disgust, by the family’s son. Nor does he think he’s going to enjoy the trip round the Cheddar Gorge …

“A breakthrough in TV drama ” – ROBERT OTTAWAY, DAILY SKETCH
“Pure and hilarious farce” – MARTIN JACKSON , DAILY EXPRESS
“The funniest ever Wednesday Play… every laugh a wound – MAURICE WIGGIN , SUNDAY TIMES

  • Producer: Tony Garnett,
  • Director: Christopher Morahan,
  • Writer: Peter Nichols


UK Film
(Atlas Productions, Galaworldfilm Productions Ltd)

  • Director: Sidney J. Furie,
  • Writer: Stuart Douglass,
  • Stars: Richard Todd, Robert Morley,
  • The boys: Jess Conrad, Tony Garnett, Ronald Lacey, Dudley Sutton

Off-Cut: The Parachute

When I called David Mercer to ask him if he had something he was burning to write, he just said he had an image of a man on the end of a parachute. That’s all he knew. I called his agent, Peggy Ramsay, and put through a commissioning form. That was allowed in those days. As a producer I could commission a screenplay about anything from anyone. Producers were allowed some discretionary judgement.

Some months later a screenplay arrived.

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Beautiful Thing

Off-Cut: Beautiful Thing

One evening I went to The Bush to check up on a new play by Jonathan Harvey, Beautiful Thing. I’d not been to the theatre for a while and wasn’t looking forward to a couple of hours on their hard seats being shouted at. I knew I’d be hungry for dinner. But I was entranced. This story of two teenage boys coming out as gay, first to each other and then to others, was delicate,

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