I had a lovely, feral, free childhood - out and then come back when you're hungry or it gets too dark. I feel slightly cruel that I'm not offering my children the same.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I gave away two dogs years ago because I felt guilty at not being able to give them the time and attention they deserved. I now regularly feed an army of squirrels and wild birds around our house.
If you look at little kids and wild animals, these are two groups of things that whenever I'm with them forces me to be in the moment.
My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I'm afraid if I do, I'll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats.
As a child, I was spoilt by my parents as an only son. They indulged my every whim, and I grew up in luxury.
I find solace in animals. I have got a stray dog at home called Candy. I picked it up while I was waiting at the airport one day. I always wanted to have a 'macho' dog but got this sweet little thing instead.
I had one nanny who made me sit in front of a bowl of porridge for three or four days running when I refused to eat it. I remember being very unhappy about that.
I don't have any children, but I can leave my land to an animal sanctuary. That is what I dream about, not bags, not shoes.
I never wanted children; maybe I'm afraid of responsibility.
I've never had to fend for a child's life, which sounds very terrifying.
I always thought I'd adopt - I have a dog but no children.