My dad farmed my granddad was a farmer. I wanted to be a farmer.

Growing up I didn't give my grandfather's photography a second thought. I wasn't involved in his work except that I helped my dad print his negatives.

My grandfather was a lawyer my dad was a lawyer my mum was a lawyer I got an uncle who's a lawyer I got cousins that are lawyers.

My grandfather had two boys my uncle had three boys my dad had me and my two brothers each of my brothers have had two boys. Then something happened with the chromosomal experiment and suddenly I've got three girls.

I am the granddaughter of a Welsh coal miner who was determined that his kids get out of the mines. My dad got his first job when he was six years old in a little village in Wales called Nantyffyllon cleaning bottles at the Colliers Arms.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman. Really I didn't know my dad very well. He and my mother split up after the war. I was raised by my maternal grandmother and grandfather and by my mother.

Yes I always remember my dad's mom's and my grandma's perfumes.

My grandfather and my uncle both died from colorectal cancer my dad almost died from it and I have the gene for it.

My grandfather along with Carnegie was a pioneer in philanthropy which my father then practiced on a very large scale.

And I love that even in the toughest moments when we're all sweating it - when we're worried that the bill won't pass and it seems like all is lost - Barack never lets himself get distracted by the chatter and the noise. Just like his grandmother he just keeps getting up and moving forward... with patience and wisdom and courage and grace.

We all grew up our grandmothers and mothers had about three channels to watch so we watched those soaps and now a generation has grown up with the Internet and computers and video games.

Yes my grandfather worked with Thomas Edison on the electric car and he sold electric cars at the 1900 World's Fair in Paris.

Racing a thoroughbred grand prix car in front of a home crowd will be a surreal and mighty experience.

Now I'm having to live with sales of around 50 000 per album - but I'm pretty content with my place in the general scheme of things even if it's meant I don't drive a fancy car and can't afford grand vacations.

I wasn't going to get such a nice car - I was going to get a cute little hybrid or something keep the trees happy - but then my grandfather died and it was all: retail therapy!

My grandma's the most careful safe driver in the world. You put her in a rental car and she's doing doughnuts in the K-Mart parking lot!

I went to India and met some people who had been involved in this guerrilla business middle-class people who were rather vain and foolish. There was no revolutionary grandeur to it. Nothing.