Gri th This particular manual has been written from the perspective of Crew member Matt, who was heavily involved in the background workings of the project, performing the initial health and safety negotiations and regularly liaising with the driver to ensure that the planned routes for Omnibus would be able to be driven by the bus. As well as this he also worked as a collaborator to bring the project together with the rest of the Omnibus crew, participating in all group activities such as collaboratively creating a script for Omnibus and spending time with the crew performing research at Totnes image bank and Totnes caring. He also spent time doing his own independent research, for example looking into the work of artist’s who have used busses and research into Totnes in the 1950’s. He performed the role of driver for the crew’s ‘in car’ rehearsals and as the only driver in the crew, was able to discover previously unknown routes which the bus was able to use. Crew member Matt is responsible for the design, maintenance and written content of the Omnibus website. About the Author 31 performance, slightly unwilling to join in with the singing. ‘It’s T.O.T.N.E.S’, as a crew member states, ‘plain and simple’, but I ask for how long? Globalisation and advancement are wonderful things, but I can’t help but feel that in this postmodern age, as we infest ourselves with ubiquitous information and voices from around the world, we may loose that communal human touch. We become meta-tribal and individualised, and lose our communal nature. We may just need to slow down for a second or two, take a deep breath, smile, and say hi to a stranger in the same town, ‘plain and simple’.All in all, a wonderful and enjoyable performance, but one with serious implications. 30 T.O.T.N.E.S: Plain and simple A Review By Jack Harris Walking up to the performance medium – a 1951 Bedford Omnibus – which started out at the Steamer Quay, I was suddenly struck by a fascinatingly anachronistic entity: beautiful and gleaming. It was here I was greeted by one of the ‘crew members’ – all dressed in fantastic costumes, presentable and provocative, or rather, sexual provocateur - who issued me a ticket for the bus from another period prop, very genuine I thought. After all the participants were seated on the bus, the performance started properly, and something quite unexpected occurred. The performance was introduced as a performance, as well as a journey. We were told we’d be taken back to a quieter, and slower pace: that of the 1950’s. Suddenly, any sense of realism was broken, this was reality – in a strange and twisted way – a laid back reality that was to characterise the rest of the work. The performance itself involved a journey around Totnes and Dartington, stopping o at various points for some amusing moments and theatrical highlights. The whole journey was held together by texts, monologues, and songs, that further elucidated a nostalgic image of the 1950s. Personal highlights included some very questionable, but all in good spirit singing, as well as a marvellously entertaining dance routine; moments upon which the bus created its own unique soundtrack from its struggling engine; and a hilarious moment where everybody was instructed how to, and then did, consume a Tunnock’s Tea Cake – a classic nostalgia. The performance wasn’t without its hiccups however, but none of this seemed to be relevant. We all knew it was a performance, we were told, and the laid back environment created meant that such moments were forgiven. All in all, it was fun to just take a few minutes out, slow down, and enjoy myself. Enjoying ourselves by taking a few minutes, may seem like a weak basis for a piece of serious theatre though, but I wonder what the implications are? Such enjoyment had a bittersweet aftertaste. In stark juxtaposition to the communal-like bus and the reminiscent ippancy, I was faced with a cold, fast paced urban world waiting for me as soon as I left. This may seem odd, as I would be getting o where I started, at Totnes, obviously a rural environment, but it was all the more emphasised because of it. Totnes is a town stuck between two poles: on the one hand it is very quaint and pretty, reminiscent you may pose; on the other it is polluted with all the tropes of modern life. Beautiful buildings are juxtaposed against roadworks on the high street; a supermarket injects itself into the otherwise market town; sharp and generic cars litter the streets, rather than standing like jewels as they did in the 1950’s; a friendly greeting to a stranger is treated with amazement and called bohemian, rather than with compassion; people sit on the bus, in a 7 Contents Under the Bonnet Internal Layout Controls Route Fuel and Exhaust Systems Troubleshooting T.O.T.N.E.S plain and simple: a review by Jack Harris 8 12 18 22 24 28 30