My dad was disappointed when I finished with my first boyfriend, T - (I was 14; he was 19) - because he was an engineer like him and 'would go far'. Met hubby, E, 3 years and one or two others later and dad said 'If you marry him al you'll ever have his books!'( sounded good to me)......Dad was right on both counts - T became an oil man and a millionaire and E was a librarian. We have taken many boxes of our books with us at great expense whenever we have moved the length and breadth of the UK and still have a huge collection. Fifty two years on I wouldn't swap him for any oilman. Interestingly, both chaps had Orkney roots and T visited DH and me with his wife and child when we moved to Orkney in the early 70's. He introduced us to his aunt and uncle who became amongst our very best friends until they died about 12 years ago. My mum adored DH from day 1...