A lad I went to school with is a senior vice president at Mictosoft, drives an Aston Martin, and lives in a huge gaff on an island in the river Ouse.
He's still a bell end though.
Success can't be measured by money or possessions. Success is great memories, loved ones, friends who youd die to protect. Screw what anyone else thinks. My only regret is not making a career in the Army, reckon I could have make staff officer rank, but I don't lose sleep over it. If I hadn't taken the course I did I wouldn't have met the current Mrs D.