I see…so each day wasn't a struggle for survival, was it? Certainly allows time for more intellectual pursuits, one would imagine; book learning never took precedence pver food on the table, after all. Not having to work as hard as other children perhaps hampered your work ethic, but you always knew you were meant for something more than they were, didn't you?
So your house was actually quite nice: not a palace by any means, but you had two floors and a cellar that was actually stocked more often than not.
Now let's move on. While your mother did a fine job of getting you out of her nether regions, were you the only one?