Zoe, I boarded from 9. It was mixed. I was very homesick at the beginning of each term and on exeat weekends, but compared to the absolute daily misery of most of the other schools I had been to, it was bliss. Socially, academically, in terms of extra curriculum activities. Compared to how I felt in the day school I had just come from, I was in heaven, a transformed, happy child. I can remember the relief.
I am really glad my parents sent me there.
But I knew why. And I knew I was loved at home, which if you read Joy Schaverien, is one of the critical things.
And most, not all, but most of the people I have met who went to that school believe it was very good.
There was one other school, a day school, in Australia, where I was happy both at home and at school, where the teaching esp in maths was outstanding and the social side nice.
The other four were dreadful.
As was the ( boarding) school to which I went later.
So not 8, and I was homesick. But I am really grateful to my parents...