I may have been exceptional (but I know I wasn't) in that on leaving school I took a year off, bummed around Europe on next to nothing for a year and then moved myself to London, aged 19, to go to University.
I managed my money, found places to live, made friends, cooked, did my own laundry and did my university work.
This morning Mrs Nick has a meeting with some of her students. All are presently on a year at the University of Seville. (Sunshine, SPain, general loveliness). All are supported by European money to spend time there. Accommodation is found for them.Lectures are put on their timetables. All they have to do is hang around and learn Spanish. What a joy.
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The little dears are unhappy. They can't make friends

They don't like Seville

They don't like the university

They find it all a bit "strange"

All of them are over 20 years old. One is 25.
All of them are bringing their MOTHERS to the meeting

What kind of generation has been bred here!!??
