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SHINE (Part 2 of 2)

BOND

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Happy birthday Tania Davis

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Happy birthday Tania Davis

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Surprise And The Saving Of It: An Olympic struggle.

My name is Eos Chater and I'm a twitter addict. See such gems as: 'I am having some soup. It is hot.' and, 'My dog's knees are funny'. 

 Being a twitter addict means you tweet everything you think. I even had a dream in which I was on a pontoon, and I tweeted 'I am on a pontoon' IN MY DREAM! I then woke up and tweeted about tweeting in my dream. My very own Inception.

  My point is this-  imagine the self control required for someone with my affliction to resist tweeting about something AMAZING that was happening! IMAGINE IT!! Now imagine everyone around you is gossiping about what they think is going to happen in this amazing thing and you STILL don't break. Well I was doing that, and then this popped into my timeline:

 "@Uberfacts: The average amount of time a woman can keep a secret is 47 hours and 15 minutes"

 Well, see that riled me, because I was keeping a secret that I had kept for MONTHS and would continue to do so for more months. I was not alone. There were at least three other women I knew who were similarly keepy of secrets*. My Bond bandmates, Tania, Gay-Yee and Elspeth. 

 So by way of therapy, allow me to now tweet those absent tweets. Allow me to give them their rightful home on here on the electronic place of words:

 OMG we (@BONDQUARTET) have just been asked by @davidgarnold to perform at the closing ceremony for the Olympics!! With @RustyRockets!! #London2012

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 At  Angel studios to record our parts for I Am The Walrus- using Sir George Martin's ORIGINAL scores! 

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 Great fun recording today! We ate biscuits which were nice although I'm not convinced about caramel digestives.

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 Ooh now we're going to record on Here Comes The Sun for the closing ceremony too- and play Indian violin on it- all at @AIRStudios. 

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They've sent us our costume pictures through. Here's a photo I took of me wearing mine:

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  We've just met our wigs. They seemed hungry

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  AT THE OPENING CEREMONY DRESS REHEARSAL! IT IS STUNNING

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  We're at the rehearsal in Dagenham and THE SPICE GIRLS ARE TALKING AND SINGING INTO MY VERY EAR-HOLES. Becks is here with the kids!

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Jessie J can SING

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THANK GOD FOR CHIFFON. Our costumes have been altered- This is some crazy-ass psychedelic FUN

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oh @DavidGArnold took one look at me in my costume and said 'oh look it's Esther Rantzen in a hall of mirrors' +

+(to be fair- he was right, judging by this picture on Perez Hilton's site)

Esther Rantzen, Russell Brand and Elspeth Hanson 

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I just picked up 5p that One of the Directions had dropped telling him not to spend it all on sweets. He looked puzzled. 

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About to go on stage..eeeeeeeeeeeek!

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RICKY WILSON is RIPPING IT UP with PINBALL WIZARD

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I AM ON A STAGE!

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I have accidentally manhandled Russell Brand :-/

      There -that's about the shape of it. Fire spirits go MAD for Gary Barlow- they were doing proper screaming in the wings as Take That were performing- Gary Barlow exited on the ramp towards us, So the fire spirits all got to pour past him onto the stage, all flamey and professional, but inwardly screaming with excitement.They were performing in the ballet, which opened with Darcey Bussell's stunning entrance on a flaming Phoenix.

  The Spice Girls were singing in our in ear monitors and we could hear everything they sang and said- clear as a bell. They actually sounded  good  (how patronising of me) and there were some expletives let loose about painful shoes.

  The Russell Brand manhandling was entirely innocent.. I am rubbish at walking fast in really high heels- especially downhill- and so as we walked down the ramp after our performance we were supposed to link arms but he was gesticulating so i grabbed on to the back of his jacket to use him as a kind of human crotch. CRUTCH! I MEANT CRUTCH! and near the bottom of the ramp he turned to me and said "Are you alright?" but in a kind of 'why are you manhandling me?' way.

That was the entirety of our exchange. I'm probably pregnant now :-/

  We walked back to our dressing room, led by Eric Idle, rollerskating nuns and fire spirits, and gave our wigs a little drink.

    The volunteers were the spirit of the whole ceremony really and epitomised the spirit of the Olympics- all excited and eager and keen and laughing and tolerant and enthusiastic and aahhh I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE PARALYMPICS!! 

 I hope it doesn't all get leaked again like it did for the Olympics. They're called SPOILERS for a reason- and that reason has nothing to do with F1 racing or aerodynamics. #savethesurprise

    * yes it's true we had signed Non disclosure agreements and that if we had said anything we'd be extradited** but it still counts as a secret. 

  ** the extradited bit may not be true

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How To Be Alone

If you liked the poem in the previously posted video by Andrea Dorfman, here's it in it's entirety.  Or better yet, head to the poet, Tanya Davis' web site. (Reposted from the blog, http://writenowisgood.typepad.com/) 

HOW TO BE ALONE by Tanya Davis

If you are at first lonely, be patient. If you've not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren't okay with it, then just wait. You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it. We could start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library. Where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books. You're not supposed to talk much anyway so it's safe there. There's also the gym. If you're shy you could hang out with yourself in mirrors, you could put headphones in (guitar stroke). And there's public transportation, because we all gotta go places. And there's prayer and meditation. No one will think less if you're hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation. Start simple. Things you may have previously (electric guitar plucking) based on your avoid being alone principals. The lunch counter. Where you will be surrounded by chow-downers. Employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town and so they -- like you -- will be alone. Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone. When you are comfortable with eat lunch and run, take yourself out for dinner. A restaurant with linen and silverware. You're no less intriguing a person when you're eating solo dessert to cleaning the whipped cream from the dish with your finger. In fact some people at full tables will wish they were where you were. Go to the movies. Where it is dark and soothing. Alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community. And then, take yourself out dancing to a club where no one knows you. Stand on the outside of the floor till the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one's watching...because, they're probably not. And, if they are, assume it is with best of human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats is, after all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you're sweating, and beads of perspiration remind you of life's best things, down your back like a brook of blessings. Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, there're always statues to talk to and benches made for sitting give strangers a shared existence if only for a minute and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversations you get in by sitting alone on benches might've never happened had you not been there by yourself Society is afraid of alonedom, like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements, like people must have problems if, after a while, nobody is dating them. but lonely is a freedom that breaths easy and weightless and lonely is healing if you make it. You could stand, swathed by groups and mobs or hold hands with your partner, look both further and farther for the endless quest for company. But no one's in your head and by the time you translate your thoughts, some essence of them may be lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from preschool over to high school's groaning were tokens for holding the lonely at bay. Cuz if you're happy in your head than solitude is blessed and alone is okay. It's okay if no one believes like you. All experience is unique, no one has the same synapses, can't think like you, for this be releived, keeps things interesting lifes magic things in reach. And it doesn't mean you're not connected, that communitie's not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it. take silence and respect it. if you have an art that needs a practice, stop neglecting it. if your family doesn't get you, or religious sect is not meant for you, don't obsess about it. You could be in an instant surrounded if you needed it 

If your heart is bleeding make the best of it. There is heat in freezing, be a testament.

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You'll find it's fine to be alone once you're embracing it.

Tanya Davis