I guess most of us would consider that a drop out might originate from the days of flower power, and be a hippie, rather than a person who wants to study, but this student who studied at the Open University has managed to put it in a way and language we can all understand - the human side of life.

I dropped out of school too - the grades weren't there, but I think it was something more, particularly at that time of adolescence - I guess you could argue that it may have happened when my voice broke - but I think that going to boarding school, prep and public didn't help - met beastly boys and a culture of bullying unparalleled - it put me right off my studies.

Years went by until in my mid-twenties after working as a volunteer in Jerusalem in a hospital for physically-handicapped children, I decided to become a nurse - a feat that I achieved at thirty.

This profession allowed me to travel and overseas I went, back to Eretz as a Christian and later I had the opportunity of studying Hebrew at an ulpan, but dropped out when my partner didn't want to study...

I ended up working in Paris where I hurt my back, which took me later back to Blighty - dear old England, and through evening college at Thames Valley University to gain the qualifications in research and gerontology to get the necessary CAT points.

At the ripe old age of fifty I took my Bachelors degree at South Bank University and was photographed with the scroll - a lifetime's achievement.

Never stop studying - life is all about learning.