Speedwell, I like your description of childhood having a very light touch. When I was small, life was simpler and kids still had innocence. My childhood was quite idyllic, and I'm sad for children who've never known that lightness. I was called 'the dreamer' by schoolmates and their parents. I've said before that I had decades of pushing my pl memories away, but looking back, I realise that I was staring into space and seeing things which were not from the present. I just didn't put a name to them at the time. I have a picture of myself in the back of my parents' car, looking out of the window on to grass banks whizzing by, and using that as a kind of aid to get into the semi-hypnotic state where I could see other images. Only just remembered that. I never saw all the beautiful scenery passing! That wasn't nurture, it was nature, already there inside me.