I was talking to a London cab driver.  A friend of his and his wife (no children) abandoned London for Andalusia in Southern Spain.  Here they could buy a house at a fraction of the cost of one in South East England, with a swimming pool and a great climate and no mortgage at all. He is better off.  Every other week he flies on a cheap flight to Luton airport, picks up his cab, which is parked outside his mother’s house, and drives for a week.  Then at the end of the week he returns to Andalusia and plays golf for the next seven days. He is 38 years old.