Will they look back and wonder, in an era of unrivalled access to knowledge, communication and skill, why we seemed to place such value on disposability and allow ourselves to be defined by low quality and cheap prices?
The triggering of Article 50, setting out the intention of the UK to leave the European Union, has started a very complex
Plastic pollution is the hot new environmental catastrophe on everyone's timeline. But is it really as bad as the moaners make out? I had a chat with the brains behind the Kids Against Plastic campaign, Amy and Ella Meek.
When you're enjoying your next cup of tea, it might be worth sparing a minute to think about the person who picked the leaves that go into your brew. By opting for fair trade you can be safe in the knowledge that tea growers are getting a fair price, and that your cuppa is creating a difference in the world.
I spend quite a bit of time in online minimalist communities and reading blogs on the topic. As a result, I have seen many people adopt and then give up on this lifestyle. Over time, I have identified a few main reasons why this tends to happen.
Last year I realised that life is too short not to be doing something that you're passionate about and so with that I left a flourishing career in venture capital to move out to Uganda, East Africa. Rather than packing up my belongings and spending a fortune on storage I decided to sell everything instead.
Acknowledging the design of the Christmas jumper creates a shared experience of festive consumerism, allowing the jumper to supersede the material and enter the intangible and quasi-sanctified realm of celebration. This new hyperreality is a joyous state that plain knitwear is simply incapable of rendering.
Christmas is approaching fast, the high streets are alive with shoppers, and presents are mounting up ready to be wrapped. Among the most popular of gifts are clothes; after all, we love to look good. But, do we really need them?
Christmas does indeed get the greater share of focus, and I have focused on it primarily due to my background, my grandfather was an Anglican Vicar and my primary school was Church of England, so I can't help but associate this period with the Christian church which is my own failing.
It's that time of year again. The mountain at the back of the house is powdered with snow, and silence fills the village