“You don’t know what you have got until it is gone”. A common phrase that everyone will have been told at some point or another. It’s applicable to pretty much all walks of life as well, from the unsung hero, to the all-rounder at work, to that friend who may fly under the radar but will never let you down when you need them most.
Most importantly, it’s a phrase that should resonate strongly when it comes to your family, especially your parents. At least, it does with mine. All three of them. And it is especially prevalent when it comes to social media interactions. (more…)
“The Museum of Broken Relationships grew from a travelling exhibition
revolving around the concept of failed relationships and their ruins.
Unlike ‘destructive’ self-help instructions for recovery from failed loves,
the Museum offers a chance to overcome an emotional collapse through creation:
by contributing to the Museum’s collection”
Based in Zagreb, Croatia, the Museum of Broken Relationships should be at the top of any would-be visitor. As mentioned in my previous post on Zagreb, the museum provides its audience with an exhibition that is harrowing and tragically beautiful in equal measure. It’s no wonder then, that it was the recipient of the 2011 Kenneth Hudson Award for the Most Innovative Museum in Europe.
‘Open your eyes, look within.
Are you happy with the life you’re living?’ – Bob Marley
At the start of the year I wrote a post titled the boy who began to grow up, which reviewed my 2014 and outlined what I hoped to achieve by the time 2015 came to a close.
The focus for 2015 was to forge an environment in which I could reclaim my life as my own, creating a plethora of stories and memories along the way. This is something I truly believe I have managed to achieve. I would argue that 2014 provided me with a disjointed roller-coaster ride, replaced by a 2015 which – for the most part – was relatively smooth-sailing and ended with a trip of a lifetime.
I left on the 15th August 2015, boarding a flight from London Luton to Amsterdam Schipol at 07.35, the plane due to leave at 07.55. It has been 20 days since then. And there are 10 days until I return.
This is the single longest time I have been both out of the UK and away from people I love since I was 14 yeard old and went on a 23 day trip around Europe with the scouts. That was 8 years ago.
Since then, the longest amount of time I have spent out of the country is probably 14 days. Of course, that was with my family.
I’m not going to pretend I am not enjoying myself. There are aspects of the 30 days journey interrailing around Europe that I don’t enjoy. But these are counter-acted by many facets that I love, or I am learning to love. Yet, that doesn’t stop it being hard. And believe me, it is hard. In fact I’d say both emotionally and physically that this is one of the most challenging things I’ve undertaken. Sometimes I feel like I’d rather be writing my dissertation or taking my A-Level exams all over again.
“Today is Valentine’s Day – or, as men like to call it, Extortion Day!” – Jay Leno
You can’t argue against the commercialism that surrounds Christmas. For many the idea of ‘giving’ is replaced by the greedy ‘I want’ and, with all the new technology about, it’s hard to blame the majority. However, there seem to be a general consensus that the blame should be place on the younger generation. Yet, previous generations should take note; we can’t spoil ourselves can we?