Interesting, clubber ^ ^ ^
My parents were in the Sudan where I was born, ’til I was 4, then back to Wales, then out to the north of Nigeria and then in Lagos, then Cairo. We went to Nigeria when I was 8, and I started boarding back in the UK at 10, as the educational systems in northern Nigeria were pretty basic beyond that age. As I recall, Lagos had several international schools to which expats often went.
When given the opportunity to re-enter the state system at about 15 I opted to stay in Marlborough as I loved it. I guess the only distance between me and my parents was and is the physical mileage, perhaps it made us have a more intense relationship when we were / are together.
Then again I’ve seen peers who definitely struggled with the whole arrangement – and which I’ve seen in people from state education too. Everyone’s different (cue scene from Life of Brian).
I think trying to make this so black and white on an internet forum – if you send your kids to board you must hate them / be a crap parent – is going to be about as successful in changing people’s perspectives as the ones we see on here time and again about religion.