The Musings Of An Opinionated Sod [Help Me Grow!]

Everything Good Starts At Home …

As I’ve mentioned many, many times, my parents drilled into me the importance of living a life of fulfillment not contentment.

It took me a long time to truly understand what they meant by that, but when I did, it was a revelation.

It is behind so many of the decisions I’ve made in my life.

From moving to so many different countries.

Starting cynic and Sunshine.

Right through to – hopefully – being the father and husband my wife and son thoroughly deserve.

This last one is especially important.

Not just because I love them and want them to know my love, but because at the end of the day – if the things I’m doing away from them doesn’t ultimately benefit them, it’s a waste of time.

When I was a child, my Dad would tell me why it was so important to love the work you did.

His basic premise was that if you’re going to be away from your family so much because of work, you better be doing something you love because nothing would be so insulting than to be away from them doing a job you hated.

That has stuck with me and while I’ve never hated any of the companies I’ve worked for – I’m always aware that once I have more bad days than good [or, in the case of Wieden, more bad polluted Shanghai days, than good] it’s probably time to start exploring what is out there that intrigues me.

Now, through a bunch of luck, these changes have come with greater titles and responsibilities … and I’ve never minded that, but it’s also never been my core motivation. Not because I don’t have ambitions, but I’ve always found the greatest joy being part of something that creates something.

I used to say that if I was to come back again, I’d love to be an architect because that way I could do work that outlived me … then I had my son.

Being a Dad has been one of the most amazing experiences in my life.

I’m ashamed to admit this was not something I was truly aware of, initially.

But now, thanks to the brilliance of my wife, I am able to see that I have helped bring something into the World that will outlive me. Something that can [hopefully] be testimony to the values we value and the things we love but with a life all of its own … a life that can grow and be shaped by the possibilities in the future we may never get to witness.

Which is why as much as I want a career that continues to creatively challenge and excite me at the highest level, my most important ambition is to be a husband and Dad that is present, engaged and full of love and support for the people at home.

It might have taken my wife and son to help me truly appreciate that, but I know my parents would be happy that I finally got there.

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Comment by Jemma King

Your parents putting us all to shame again. And your openness about your feelings isn’t helping either. A lovely post about what matters most.

Comment by George

campbells parents shame us for their high standards. being ashamed by campbell is an entirely different fucking thing.

Comment by andy@cynic

If it’s hard for you, imagine what it’s like for me to have such brilliant parents as your minimum standards, ha.

Comment by Rob

This is all very nice so why do you spend all your families money on gadget crap?

Comment by DH

But it is nice.

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Comment by andy@cynic

Because I want them to be exposed to the brilliance of the future and am willing to sacrifice our financial wellbeing for their education. Or something.

Comment by Rob

Those kale smoothies are certainly doing the trick.#positivity

Comment by Bob

who the fuck are you?

Comment by andy@cynic

how confuckingvenient you can feel this way while pulling down a fucking kings ransom in pay for just spouting planner bollocks. do it while earning your teenager shelf stacking supermarket job and i might be impressed.

Comment by andy@cynic

except with your luck you would somehow own the fucking supermarket. prick.

Comment by andy@cynic

Wait. Rob was a shelf stacker?

Comment by DH

It’s where he learned about freebies.

Comment by John

Yes. For a blink-and-you-miss-it moment in my youth. I got fired for wrongly labelling all the 4 pack yoghurts the single yoghurt price that the supermarket had to honour.

Comment by Rob

Which you then sold out of the back of a Fiesta at a significant profit?

Comment by John

Doesn’t surprise me, you have never been good at numbers.

Comment by DH

thank fuck he wasn’t in charge of doing the books. it would have been enron before fucking enron.

Comment by andy@cynic

Actually I didn’t John, that was an innocent mistake. However the time with the socks is an entirely different story – one for another time.

Comment by Rob

Does the sock story prove you are really from Nottingham?

Comment by DH

And be loved by your family.

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Comment by Rob

What George said.

Comment by Pete

This is a post only a person who has experienced life can write. Well said Robert. Your parents would be proud as I am sure Jill and Otis are.

Comment by Lee Hill

A disgustingly lovely post.

Comment by fredrik sarnblad

Wait till you see the one about you next week.

Comment by Rob

How worried do I need to be? Ahem.

Comment by fredrik sarnblad

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