I became the 'man of the house' aged 11, when my father died in post WW2 London..
Education became secondary to earning, so I bunked off school on a regular basis.
I would have loved to been an author, as the only thing that gave me any further education and hope was books.
I devoured them, and even now there is always one open somewhere close by.
Mind you lack of formal education was not a handicap in later years, as a thick skull and a strong back, gave me a life I could never have dreamed of back then.
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