Good thread something I have pondered on at times. I do wonder if I had knuckled down more when I was at school could I have gone further in life, however I know I was too lazy and air headed at that time of my life plus my convent school wasn't particularly academic and didn't push or inspire any of us to go into further education, always telling us we would become wives and mothers They were archaic in how they undermined us in many respects.
Could have gone to Australia with my ex, did the interview in London, Australia House if I remember rightly, got our residents' visas, he was working for an American bank had a job opportunity with them lined up, we went out there for an extended taster and as lovely as it was doubts crept in, it is after all so far away. Ex was not British so he had already done the leaving of his immediate family once, although later down the line said he would miss among other things about England which he had grudgingly started to love more than he realised, the weather For me apropos of another thread I'm glad of the one to one time I had with my mother when she became a widow, for the last eight years of her life. I know my brother would have been little use to her, I was very much her lynchpin. Again with my ex, we also nearly went off to live in France, which I would have found easier than Australia closer proximity and we both had extended family there, then he got a more lucrative job offer here. He also turned down the opportunity to work in Saudi Arabia (thank God) no desire to live there in some ex pat compound) his reasoning at the time, "I don't want to live anywhere that bans alcohol" very secondary to mine "I don't want to live anywhere that treats women as second class citizens and not only has the death penalty but at times carries out those executions in public. I also wonder if I hadn't been in one of my jobs nearly 40 years ago, I would never have met my 2nd husband who is my absolute soul mate, but then again I wouldn't have known that.