It was whilst talking with a colleague, the other day, that I realised how very lucky I am in this one respect.
A couple of days before, I’d read, in one of the British papers online, about a man of about 56. He had been made redundant a year or two before and had applied for over 3,000 (yes, three thousand) jobs in the time since his redundancy. He’d had one interview and hadn’t got the job.
And, whilst talking to this colleague, I realised that, actually, by living here, in Italy, I was, in fact, always employable.
Obviously, going back to teaching is not something I crave on the basis that the work pays very badly and the hours can be crap AND, there is little, or no work for about 4 months of the year (meaning also no pay).
But, if needs must, I could go back to it tomorrow. What with that, editing work and website stuff, I may, even, be able to make more or less the same money as I do now – in any event, I would be earning something.
Compared, say, to the person I was talking to, who is slightly younger than I am but, if made redundant, would be less likely to be able to find employment.
And, as I talked to him, I realised that, if I were still in the UK, I would, actually, be less employable there, at my age, than I am here! So, by coming here, I have actually increased my chances for work in the future.
Now that’s something I had never thought of before. But, I have to admit, it’s a rather nice thought, isn’t it?