Living to 100, and enjoying it

WHEN my youngest son George was 11 years old, he sat my wife Judith and I down one day and asked if he could take a gap year from school.

He had been playing tennis for a while, and wanted to enrol at the tennis academy to fully immerse himself in the sport.

What he didn't expect was that we would agree to his request. When I related this piece of news to family and friends, they, too, were puzzled by our decision.

After all, taking time off from school at the young age of 11 deviates from the typical education journey and is almost unheard of.

For us, the reason to accept his decision so readily was really quite simple: if there is something o…