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I loved theatre and film when I was growing up in Harpenden, Hertfordshire. My mum's a reflexologist and my dad's a corporate financier.
As I was growing up, it was made clear that the fat me wasn't welcome, that a thin person was expected and awaited, and impatiently so.
I learned very early that you don't get time back. I'd miss my children growing up, so that's the reason I retired.
I never felt I was attractive to women. I felt I was attractive to men when I was growing up. And even now, if a woman fancies me, I find that a bit alienating.
I loved growing up in Washington, but I have been a diehard, 100 percent 49ers fan since I was 11.
If you are a Rothschild, a Rosenwald, a Gimbel, or even a Waldbaum, growing up Jewish can be a rich experience. For the rest of us, it could be just so-so.
Growing up in an Italian family, you use a harsh tone and 10 minutes later everybody forgets about it.
When I was growing up, all the art that touched me was lens-generated, like Gerhard Richter, or Polke, Rauschenberg, Warhol.
As I learned from growing up, you don't mess with your grandmother.
