I don't drive. A big chunk of my life was in London. Another big chunk in a small town, with a railway station. I've never felt impeded. I love my independence, left home at 16, never relied on others. Bought my first house at 25. Not having a car means less possessions and costs, and awfully crowded and stressful traffic generally eating up brain power (all to satisfy the status quo?). I love travelling about on buses and trains, I travel all over, and through to Europe too. My life is engineered to suit my wants and preference, I do not need to "work around" not having a car. It is a lifestyle and state of mind. Everything I buy is delivered, apart from when I savour a proper shopping trip to the market, where I convene and socialise at my leisure. My work is always within public transport links, and should these ever fail, shock horror, there are taxi's (although cannot remember this happening more than a couple of times in my life!)
I feel sorry for people who use driving as a badge to their independence, as all I see are people who drive to limited places on crowded roads, within an insular world of carparks and schools and big supermarkets and generally low denomination, high profit activities. You drive to the coast? Great. I can get a train and read half a book on the way.
I'm organised so planning travel is easy, and it comes naturally over time anyway.
It is a pleasure, not a chore.
I've had work colleagues practically force me to take a "lift home" from them - twice this has happened (not in London obviously). On one of those occasions, after I stressed I really didn't need a lift, and then ended up accepting out of politeness (to keep refusing began to feel like I was battling her), as soon as we got on the road - in her filthy car full of fast food rubbish - she quipped, "I'd hate to have to get the bus!". So there it was.... I was just an ego boost for her to feel somehow superior! I could have laughed except I had reluctantly forfeited my routine which I happen to like, yet her mind could not grasp this concept whatsoever when I said that it works just fine for me. Her "independence" consisted of driving drove to work and back (1/4 mile) and sometimes circling the centre to find a car parking space to go to tk maxx. That seemed to be about it. She never walked anywhere, and lacked awareness about the area she even lived in. I don't want to live like that.
Another work colleague (living with parents at my age) talked to me about how "of course you've got to think about getting home". Think about it? I've got it planned in my head about five minutes after the event is confirmed! No stress. Complete independence. I don't need to shout out to the world what my travel plans will be. Yet when you don't drive, others assume their authority over the travel situations involving you because you're deemed somehow travel disabled. I end up having to make it very clear - no lift wanted, expected, or ever requested. It's a choice.
You think I miss out because I don't follow the crowd and drive around aimlessly making other people lots of money? I don't think so! I may pass my test soon, I may not. It's not at the top of my agenda.
I am not having kids.
Just another perspective for you.