When I was looking to go to university my parents didn't even think of offering to come with me on open days. I don't think I was unusual. Surely if you're mature enough to be applying for a degree you're mature enough to visit on your own and make your own mistakes?
Times have moved on since the roaring twenties.
Times certainly
HAVE changed!
The 11 plus exam was still around when I was, er, 11. It was time to decide which schools to apply for. My parents were not involved at all. I don't think we even discussed it. I chose the list of schools, passed the 11 plus, and got my first choice.
Years later, it was time to go to university. My parents didn't discuss that with me either. I chose the subject. I chose the universities. I transported myself to the interviews. I found the accommodation and paid the deposit and advance rent. I paid a mate to drive my stuff up in a van. And I paid my own way for a year until my grant kicked in. (I had blown my first year grant on my first degree attempt which flopped after one year.)
I eventually graduated, got a job, rented a house for a couple of years, and then decided to buy a home of my own. I just had to save up a 5% deposit first. At that point, my folks told me that they needed to have a quiet word ...
Mortified parents: "
We have just found out that parents are supposed to give financial support to their children when they go to university!"
Me: "
Supposed to?"
Parents: "
It's the done thing!"
Me: "
Some parents do, yes ..."
Parents: "
Well we didn't know that, and we feel really bad about it."
I told them that it wasn't a problem because I had managed to save enough money to do it.
But they wouldn't let it drop ... And then they gave me a cheque to cover the deposit on the house!
These days everybody seems to take a much more active role in their children's lives. I don't think that is a bad thing as long as the kids still have to show a bit of initiative from time to time and are not totally dependent on their folks.