mobile machinoeki - walk 3

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Mobile Machinoeki

Walk 3

Katie Etheridge, Phil Smith,Anoushka Athique

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Rescued From The History Hut

(Phil hacking to one side three times, using oneof Anoushkas gold painted sticks. Phil hackingto the other side three times.

Phil wears on his back a miniature history hut a model hut the size of a large rucksack, thatopens up to reveal various relics.)

Katie: I said toAnoushka: do you think wellbe doing this everyday?

Anoushka: Ow.

(Anoushka rubs her shin.)

Katie: Do you think its a kind of initiation?

Phil: I asked Anoushka if the nettles hadntreally hurt. Because she was wearing trousersthat ended above her shins. But she said:

Anoushka: No, it just feels strange. After thefirst sting.

(All three hacking to one side three times. Allthree hacking to the other side three times.)

Phil: I dont usually do this sort of thing on mywalks!! I generally let the landscape lead me, notfight it. But this time things had conspired to

bring us to what seemed like a dead end.Wed just climbed out of the village of


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Coffinskerswell, past a field of unexpectedllamas, and through another where the footpathwas overgrown with ferns up to waist height.Wed stood in the middle of this field and theres something big coming! - a hugebuzzard had flown above us. It seemed bigenough to swoop down and lift one of us up. Itmade the air around us seem real likesomething you could hold in your hand,something you could weigh on scales.

At the other side of the field the path reached astile and over that was a road. Across the roadwas a short metalled track that quickly came toan improvised scaffold barrier and beyond thatthere was a sunken path that was now chest highin nettles and tangled with the branches of smalltrees.

I said: Do you think we can get through that?

(Katie and Anoushka create the 4 x 4 turning intothe path.)

A 4 x 4 drew up behind us.

Excuse me, are we all right going down thisway?

Katie: O, yes, they used to clear that path, butno ones been for a while. It goes down to thebottom road.

Phil: Do you think well get through?


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Katie: If you dont mind a few scratches! Thenhe said. If I hear yoller Ill know yous stuck!

(Katie and Anoushka play the 4 x 4 turning intofield.)

Phil: And he was gone. Turning into his field.Well, shall we give it a go?

(All three hacking to one side three times.

All three hacking to the other side three times.

Then we crawl through a small gap in a fallentree, helping each other through.)

Phil: After half an hour of hacking and nettle

stings and crawling through the thornybranches

(All on our hands and knees.)

Katie: passing the complete skeleton of asheep laid out like an exhibit in a museum

Anoushka: we managed to break out of thesunken path onto the side of a field

(Getting to our feet. Panting, we brush ourclothes and pick bits out of our hair.)

Phil: Further down the field we re-joined thepath where it had become clear again underfoot,


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but was now in dark shadows and closed in bythick trees.

Katie: As we stepped into it

(Phil snaps twig.)

Katie: we startled three foxes, whodisappeared down the path in front of us towards what we would find a few minutes later

Anoushka: a secret valley

Katie: quiet, cupping the sunlight, carless just a few minutes from the edge of NewtonAbbot.

Phil: But was it really secret valleys we were

looking for? Or more, our own ways of looking?

(Katie hands Anoushka and Phil station-cafcoffee cups. They sip coffee.)

Anoushka: Id started that day, on NewtonAbout railway station with Phil, we were waiting

for Katie to arrive. This was before we began thetwo weeks of working together that weve justcompleted wed decided to have a day ofwalking together back in May. It was a hot andsunny day. The sky was pure blue.

(Katie and Anoushka taking off anoraks, etc.

down to summer walking gear. Phil lookingabout anxiously.)


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Phil: Id asked Anoushka and Katie to come andwork with me because after a couple of years ofmaking projects on my own, I wanted to see ifmy kind of exploring couldnt be a bit moresocial.

Id met a Japanese professor whod told me thatin Japan there were stations for walkers, calledmachinoeki, in the same way as we have petrolstations for cars. And I wondered if we couldntbecome a mobile machinoeki.

(Phil looks about anxiously again.)

What colour is Katies car?

Anoushka: Here she is!

Katie: I drove us all up towards the edge oftown. Phil said hed seen an unusual building upon one of the hills when he was on the train andhed wanted to see what it was. So, that was asgood a target as any.

Phil: Its just a starting point, well findinteresting things whatever way we go.

Katie: We walked along roads of large houses,past a deserted nursery and through allotmentswhere one of the gardeners directed us to thefootpath and we followed it along the edge of

woodland until through a break in the hedgethere was a strange sight


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(Anoushka makes shape of the signpost. Held upby Katie)

Phil: On the smooth green hill beyond the field,on the very top, silhouetted against the sky,apparently in the middle of nowhere, was one ofthose official public footpath signs. It seemed tohave been dropped from the sky. It was our firstsymbol of the day a signpost that performed.

Katie: We climbed up the steep path next towhat was now a private wood. Over a stile andup the steep hill to the signpost standingabsurdly in the field. Like a set of traffic lights inthe middle of the ocean.

Phil: We left the field and followed a narrow

road down onto the edge of Abbotskerswell andthen up Priory Road. The names were somethingof a giveaway.

Katie: We came to a long high stone wall, and init an arched gateway. The gate itself was formedlike a strangely shaped cross and through which

we could see graves in neat rows, many ofthem marked with the same unusual shape.

Phil: The cross seemed to split or birfurcate at the extreme ends of its arms and at its top andbase what was rigid and symmetrical at thecentre became organic and plant-like at the

edges.


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(Anoushka and Katie to make this shape, back toback. Then we all make the wall.)

Katie: We followed the wall around until wefound an entrance. There were signs but nothingexplained exactly what it was.

Phil: I thought it might have been apartmentsfor young professionals. Or business offices. Ormaybe it was still a priory?

Anoushka: There was no one about. So wewalked through the gardens, Nothing said stopor private so we kept going. Along the pathsbetween the buildings and then across a lawn toother, darker paths leading us through trees andback towards the graveyard.

Phil: Should we find someone and ask? No,were fine.

Anoushka: And so we quietly made our wayalong narrow winding paths between dark trees.It was cooler here. Only dappled patches ofsunlight managed to make it through. Flies

hovered. We made our way carefully therewere turnings and we took the ones we thoughtwould be quietest. Until our choices brought usto an expected sight, something that might havebeen an illustration in a childrens book of fairytales.

(Anoushka and Katie hold their arms to form thearch of the chapel with their other arms,


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material hanging down, creating the wings of thepink chapel, ivy over the arch.)

Phil: For there, in a break in the dark path,drawing all the sunlight to it, coloured like anextravagant cake was a tiny pink chapel andat each side of it were covered wings underwhich were small benches, and in the centre anarch shaped building, and beneath the stained-glass of a blood red triangle was a door. Istepped forward to try the handle just incase

(Phil walks towards the gap between Anoushkaand Katie, and begins to reach as if for thehandle of the chapel door. Phil stops. TheHistory Hut on Phils back is in view of theaudience.)

Katie: Before Phil finds out whether the chapelis open or locked, we want to leave our walk onthe hills outside Newton Abbot and jump forwarda month, to about a fortnight ago. When we firstset eyes on the History Hut.

(Katie and Anoushka putting back on theiranoraks, etc.)

On our first day of that fortnight it had been verymisty.

(Phil sprays Katie and Anoushka with water

spray.)


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Wed dropped our plans to walk on the smallroads around Bishopsteignton, and gone to walkin Haldon Forest. And the next day in Chudleigh.Drawing up in the car park of Chudleigh RocksGardens, Cave, Nursery and Tea Room besidethe used clothing bin supplied by the Twind cult -we paid our 3 a head and found the cavern,climbing down into the cool, damp stone,squeezing through the gap where the walls closein, emerging into what looked like the wet throatof a giant beast, with walls of dripping calcite.

Re-merging, we found Little Africa and it wasafter fighting our way through its overgrownpaths

(All three hacking to one side three times.

All three hacking to the other side three times.

Phil returns to having his back to the audience.)

we decided it was time for lunch.

(Katie eating. Anoushka sits and eats.)

We ate quiche and salad made by the Robin Ladyin the Chudleigh Rocks Tea Room which is astrange mixture of kitchen and greenhouse. Afterlunch, Phil went off to ask if the History Hutcould be opened; a key was found and the doorpulled back.

(Anoushka opens the History Hut.)


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in the pet cemetery, the giant stern owl pointingthe way to the caf, the broken birds wing of thehotel, the talking owl in the giftshop that, infalsetto, repeats your every word, and thepottery owl in the charity shop who perched onmy dashboard, our familiar.

Binoculars

(Katie and Anoushka dress in their tabards andname tags.)

Phil: For some reason that I cant remember Istarted talking about a Robin Williams moviecalled One Hour Photo when we were visitingthe Pet Cemetery in Haldon Forest, next to theBelvedere Williams plays this very quiet,restrained guy who works in a photo-

development shop in a big mall. At the end of themovie after hes gone off the rails and createdall sorts of chaos he asks the police if he cansee his last set of photos. And you think theyllrefuse, but they say OK and so the character,called Sy Parish, starts to lay these photos out onthe table in front of him and you think o, no, its

going to be horrible but then the camera pansover them, and theyre like photos of bad bits ofinterior design, or dead space, or weird bits ofsignage and I realised that these were exactlythe same as the photos that I would put into myTruprint shop for developing. Anyway, thatevening, after wed come back from Haldon, I

went to see the Degree Show of the graduatingFine Arts students at Exeter. I was wandering


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through the photography section when I hearthis voice: Mister Smith, Mister Smith! Andthere are three of the women from my branch ofTruprint, all standing round, discussing a displayof photos of Haldon Belvedere. I kind of used thisexperience to turn myself into some sort ofstalking photographer for my performance walk taking Polaroid photos of the audience withoutthem realising. In the performance I finally metup with the audience and Im dressed a littlelike Sy near the end of the movie and Im

carrying a knife. Then I had to walk through theaudience and lead them to next part of theforest. But as I set off through the audience Irealised that I couldnt look at them, I was toomuch in my character and I felt myself kind ofslump and lean to one side and I began to limp ina kind of loping movement and when I got to

speak my lines, well I had intended to speak in asort of emotionless version of my own voice

Anoushka: But we could hear Phil from acrossthe road and he spoke very, very slowly

Phil: I had turned into a mixture of Sy the Photo

Guy and the mutant rednecks of The Hills HaveEyes

Stone (Circle)

(Katie takes stone out of history hut and puts onpith helmet. Speaks in Colonel-type voice):

Katie: Do you know, Phil, exactly the same thing


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happened to me? When I put the pith helmet on Iturned into Colonel Walcott, ex-resident of RockHouse, Chudleigh.

Now, usually at this time of year Id berecovering from Glastonbury, washing my highhealed shoes and wondering whether it wasadvisable to dance half-naked in a burlesquetroupe at Lost Vagueness. Favourite place atGlastonbury- stone circle - slightly marred thisyear by Banksys portaloo installation I hear.

Anyway, while only completed in 1990, the stonecircle feels as though its been there forever. Theone they bunged in my back garden at Chudleigha few years ago looks like its made of oldgateposts!

They organise these scrub bashing days to try

and return the summit of Chudleigh rocks to itsoriginal and natural environment. Whatsoriginal or natural about this place? (PUTS ONSNORKEL)This prehistoric coral reef, thisquarry, this exotic garden, this hotel, thisnursery, this triple SI, this climbing centre, thisrock (Clutching ROCK). Its a war between

Nature and History! Thats what it is

Model Cottage

Anoushka: while weve been walking, a numberof times weve had this sense of the scale ofthings: at Abbotskerswell there was a cottage

that was part of the Arts and Crafts Movementand another cottage next to that, and in front of


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that one was a tiny cottage thats about one sixththe size. In the Rock Gardens there were giantweeds and plants that towered over us andreduced us to play figures. At the pet cemeterythere was a miniature graveyard. And in theForest we came across a large puddle, with lilypads and a beach, that reminded me of the greatEuropean lakes, an ex-beauty spot, and finallyHaldon Belvedere looked to me like a toy thathad been made huge and placed on the hillside.

The Empty Space

(Katie and Anoushka putting on white coats. Philholds up card with visual illusion.)

Katie: In the Forest I saw through the trees thisvery large white building and I pointed it out to

Anoushka and Phil. Anoushka said she thought itwas a greenhouse with a sloping roof and Philsaid it was a kind of plastic-like dome, very tall,and he thought it was some sort of laboratory.He was worried that we were going to find itdifficult to get through if it was a sensitive site.But there was nothing there at all. Just the sky

reflected on the wet road. And I had anothermoment like that later in the day when I thoughtI could see a white dog by the side of the road. Ididnt want to say anything because I didnt wantto become the one who has hallucinations butPhil said:

Phil: Look, thats a dog


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Katie: but it turned out to be a small post bythe road, just before the Pet Cemetery. Thesewere unreal things that we did see.

(Anoushka and Katie put on the red and whitestriped deer horns/prepare the speakers andplayer.)

Phil: But there are plenty of real things up onHaldon that you dont see. I half-saw insilhouette a deer racing through the darkforest. And up on the top of the forest was wherethe very first wireless broadcasts were made byMarconi. And there are still plenty of radio mastsup there now. So I got to thinking of all the radiowaves passing through us while we were in theforest particularly those interruptions ofbroadcasts that are called EVP, electronic voice

phenomena when ghostly voices seem to breakinto the broadcasts of the living. (Katie playsEVP excerpt.)And then I wondered about thedome-shaped laboratory and whether theywere experimenting there on ghostly dogs, ormaybe they generated codes for thetransmissions of encrypted messages that states

use to send instructions to their spies. (Katieplays numbers excerpt.) And I thought of all thedifferent codes, speaking to each other in theether.

Cardboard Teapot/ cups:

(Katie/Anoushka:dance of the crumbs, coaxingand then shooing away the Robins.)


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Anoushka: The Robin Lady has two regularcustomers a pair of Robins who she alternatelyshoos away and lures back with crumbs.

(Dance of the crumbs.)

Katie: The Robin Lady runs a Tea Room that ispart kitchen, part greenhouse growing andnurturing people rather than plants, feeding,watering and protecting them from the rain.

Anoushka: But mostly she shoos and feeds theRobins.


Katie: One day she was very pleased because

one of the Robins had been seen catching aspider off one of her tables.

Phil: Thats a balanced diet. I get worried aboutthem eating too much fast food.


Toy Food:

Phil: We were eating in The Grill On The Hill,up on the top of Telegraph Hill we were sittingat a table at one end of the caf, partly out ofsight of the counter so Katie could

surreptitiously eat her home-made sandwicheswhile Anoushka and me tucked into hot food


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from the caf. Otherwise we wouldnt havenoticed the certificate. It was framed andmounted on the wall the license to practice fora Pharmacist, one Arthur Barlow alongside itwas a framed letter of commiseration from KingGeorge the 5th for the death of a soldier calledHumphries, and a selection of photographs froma charity sky dive. But there was somethingwrong with the Pharmacists licence. The printedcertificate said that the license had been issuedaccording to an Act of Parliament passed in

1953, but the certificate had been signed anddated in handwriting in 1942. It didnt makesense. It made all the other things doubtful. WasGeorge the 5th on the throne in 1917? Did theyreally make that jump?

Wellies:

(Katie, Anoushka and Phil stand with wellies ontheir hands. Then do Wellie dance. End withimage of the Wellingtons stuck on pegs. As eachone speaks they break from the image.)

Anoushka: At Chudleigh Rocks theres a room

with a hundred Wellington boots stuck on pegs.

Katie: In Plymouth Museum, locked away instorage, is a huge collection of shoes gatheredby an Edwardian woman who traded herembroidery for shoes wherever she went inAfrica.

Phil: On my way back from interviewing people


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for this project I saw my reflection in the curvedwindow of the London Underground everythingbelow the waist was reflected and nothing above I was just two pairs of legs.

Ball of String/Measuring Tape:

(Anoushka takes the string/tape from the HistoryHut and then Katie and Anoushka close theHistory Hut, but leave it on the chair.

Phil: After our first three days of walking weeach chose a route Katie at Chudleigh,Anoushka outside Newton Abbot and me inHaldon Forest and then we had four days toprepare performance walks for those routes.

Katie: On the day of Anoushkas performance

walk, the rain was falling in sheets and we wereholed up in four cars waiting in Decoy Park carpark for the raining to stop.

(Rain drumming on the roof of the car.)

Phil: Eventually, the downpour eased. And we

decided to give it a go. Geoff and Debbie elected perhaps rather sensibly that they wouldntrisk another thunderstorm.

Katie: Anoushka had gone ahead to the start ofthe walk across the park with its ha ha rise.

(Anoushka moves into position.)


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Phil: We set off across the plane of grass. Katie,me, Diana and Toby.

Katie: O, have I got my o, yes. OK.

Phil: Ah!

Anoushka: Phil had forgotten everything he wassupposed to bring!

Phil: Wait here! Ill be back!

Anoushka: The terrible thing was that they alljust disappeared beneath the ha ha so all I sawwas Phil running off and the rest not appearingat all.

(Phil picks up the History Hut and Katie helps

him on with it.)

Phil: I grabbed the bags from the car anddashed back.

Katie: Up the ha ha we went towards Anoushka,framed in the trees.

Anoushka: Hello, good morning my name isAnoushka and this is where we are going tobegin our walk. First thing is I want to give youthese, hold on to them during our walk.

(Anoushka hands out tea shells.)

Katie:(reading shell)Is it time for tea?


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(Anoushka hands out the gold marker sticks.)

Anoushka: In pairs I would like you to eachhold an end whilst we continue down thecorridor of trees. Try to keep them parallel to theground and perpendicular to the direction of ourjourney. Follow me.

(Katie and Phil hold the stick.)

Katie: Phil and me skirted a huge puddle growing bigger all the time as the rain continuedto fall but Toby and Diana walked straightthrough the middle. We arrived at a stile.

Anoushka: (Taking stick.) Thank you, we canleave those here. (Leans the stick up against the

chair. She makes a gesture to church on theleft.)

Anoushka: Before we continue I would just liketo point out the church, we will refer to it later.

(Katie and Phil help each other over the

stile/chair. Katie ties the end of the string to thechair and then hands it to audience members.)

Anoushka: Hold on to the rope with one handand then feel the texture as it passes throughyour hand. Phil, if you can get the binocularsout.

Phil: Ah!! I should be ready with the binoculars.


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But Im now so fascinated by the new downpourthat is transforming our path into a stream andbeating on our heads and turning Anoushkaswalk into a great trek.

(Phil handing binoculars to Katie.)

Anoushka: Use these to look a little closer atthe red cob barn over there - that is going to beour next stop. Notice the colour of it and itstexture. Reach under your feet and take a clumpof the earth and hold it in your hand. We canmould this and create a replica of what we havejust seen. Hold it up and create a village.

(PHIL takes in binoculars and packs them awayin the hut.)

Anoushka: Even though its wet and we cantsit down Id still like to lay out the blanket.

(She does.)

Anoushka: I want to explain something to youthat interests me.

(Anoushka opens out map and book. Katie andPhil hold the map of the coastline.)

Katie: The rainwater that ran across the mapreminded me of the remnants of old waterwaysthat wed traced through peoples suburban front

gardens in Chudleigh.


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Phil: And it made me think of how Id learnt thatthe great journey of eels across the AtlanticOcean to their breeding grounds had once beena short swim up a river before continental drifttore the Americas and Europe further andfurther apart.

(Phil sprays the map with waterspray.)

Anoushka: This is a question that was posed byan English scientist, Lewis F Richardson andthen taken up by a man called Mandelbrot. Howlong is the coastline of Britain? With themeandering coastlines twisting boundaries inmind Richardson checked encyclopaedias inSpain and Portugal, and Belgium and theNetherlands and discovered discrepancies of upto 20% in the estimated length of their common

frontiers. 50 years later Mandelbrot put forwardthe idea that any coastline or in a sense anycourse taken through nature is infinitely longdepending on your means of measuring or putanother way - your means of travelling.

Measure the path we have just taken or the

coastline that is just over those hills with a meterrule then measure it again, but reduce ourruler to a foot and the distance begins to take onmore irregularities in the landscape and thedistance becomes far larger. Reduce our ruleragain to 1cm long and we can measure up anddown every blade of grass, the number can

become infinitely long. The smaller your ruler,the greater the recorded distance. According to


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Mandelbrot unless the surface of the world was atrue Euclidean shape such as a circle then thesenumbers will never converge and reveal onedefinite number. In truth they get larger andlarger, measuring every tiny bay, shell and grainof sand from Teignmouth to Torquay.

(Anoushka holds the map. Katie makes hercamera flash. Anoushka shakes the map to makethe thunder sound.)

Phil: I see the lightning as it forks from theclouds and strikes somewhere just beyond thenext hill. The thunder comes immediately. Its atthis moment that I think we are going to have tostop the walk. One more lightning strike andwell go back. But none comes. And we walk upthrough deep red puddles to the long wall of the

Priory.

Anoushka: Behind here is private property, wehave been fortunate enough to be allowedanother glimpse into its existence. A little waydown here we will be meeting a lady who willescort us to where I want to take you. She will

wait with us and take us back, we may not havethat long.

Katie: But just as the paths have turned intostreams. Now this road has turned into a lake.

(Walking through the water.)

Phil: Meanwhile Ive already set off ahead to


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meet the woman whos taking us in. But when Iget to the entrance shes not where she said shewould be. Ah!! And I go off to look for her inthe Priory.

Katie: In the garden the same darkness.

Anoushka: The woman has seen us from herwindow and now leads us along the shadowypaths to the chapel Have you seen Phil? - andso, at last, after all that time we can approachthe handle once more, the handle of the doorthat leads into the chapel.

(Phil with back to audience, showing the HistoryHut on his back. Anoushka reaches out andopens the History Hut, now revealing not thechapel interior, but the silhouette of her and

Katie drinking tea from the cob barn.)

Katie: Diana and Toby both loved seeing thechapel and both had time alone on its singlechair but this was not the real highlight ofAnoushkas walk this came about 10 minuteslater when Anoushka and I had hurried ahead

and Phil was leading our audience down throughthe wheat field to the cob barn.

( Katie and Anoushka set up the tea silhouettewith the cardboard patterns.)

Phil: Id seen some walkers in the distance as

we got into the top of the wheat field, but forsome reason it hadnt struck me that they might


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accidentally come across Anoushka and Katiewho had created a still silhouette of tea drinkersin the cob barn. When I led Diana and Toby overthe stile a group of women walkers were alreadywatching the silhouette.

(Katie and Anoushka as if trying to look at thewomen out of the corners of their eyes.)

Anoushka: Wed heard the women coming andthen wed heard them stop and whisper:

Katie: Is it real? Are they real? Are theystatues? Anoushka and I were thinking: O,God, I hope were not going to frighten them.

Phil: When we came over the stile we were toldto shush!! The women asked us if we knew

what it was and after pretending for a while Iexplained. Youve made our walk, they saidyouve made it all worthwhile. And at thatmoment I thought that we had become a MobileMachinoeki. And we could answer the womensquestions:

Katie: Is it real?

Anoushka: Is it real?

Phil: What was real for me was not some singleplace or one experience, but the way thatpatterns would reappear in different forms.

That lightning on the hill.


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(Anoushka uses the two red and white antlers tomake a fork of lightning.)

was like the antlers on the deer Id seenrunning through the darkest part of HaldonForest, and it was like the spikes of the radiomasts, and like the hidden watercourse systemwed followed through those Chudleigh frontgardens and the strange bifurcating crosses inthe Priory graveyard.

(Anoushka and Katie to use arms, hands andfingers to show the bifurcating cross.)

And while we had split in three Katie toChudleigh, me to Haldon Forest and Anoushka tothe hills outside Newton Abbot. There did seem

to be a continuing set of patterns that we shared.Whether we evoked Marconis first wirelessbroadcast, a river system or the lottery oflightning.

Anoushka: What was most real to me wassomething that was completely unreal. It was

coming out of the cool, clammy cavern inChudleigh Rocks and rising up into the heat andthen catching the smell of something just likefreshly cooked basmati rice!!

I was in Devon, in England and yet all aroundme were these smells and tastes and sights that

were from other places the Governor fromMadras, the mists from Scandinavia, the stone


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dancing girls from Burma and the palms in LittleAfrica

Katie: Well, what was real for me was theHistory Hut at Chudleigh Rocks I took theaudience on my performance walk to it afterwed emerged from Little Africa:

(All three hacking to one side three times.All three hacking to the other side three times.)

Then wed done the Chudleigh Furry Dance ontothe lawn of Rock House:

(The Furry Dance, Katie dances through archmade by Anoushka and Phil.)

And then we went into the History Hut. The

woody damp smell took me back to childhoodmuseums created in garages and sheds. I thinkits the most real thing for me, because itsdifferent from the usual museums. Its more likea museum of real life where most things do notlast very long, where connections and causes arenot always easy to work out, where things are

often jumbled and piled up and left to fade

So, while most Museum curators would behorrified to see what is happening in the HistoryHut maybe it is actually a much better, a muchmore accurate museum of how real life is reallylived.

(They bow.)

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