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Peter Pan, because I think everyone should believe in fairies, & Tinkerbell made me both laugh & cry.

I think it has to be Rumplestiltskin .

The whole thing was pure fantasy and caught the imagination of 5 year old me. I used to make my sister play it with me … obviously I was the millers daughter with hair of spun gold :-).

I told my Mum the story and suggested she might like to part with my newly arrived baby brother :-) . She told me we were stuck with him !!

Sleeping Beauty, I always wished I could be woken up by a kiss from a handsome prince!

Cinderella for me too. After watching the Disney version, I wanted to be her with all those magical things happening to her. And she got her prince.

I loved Rapunzel - I was fascinated by her long hair

Golidilocks and the three bears, a slight edge with a sweet story, porridge, chairs, beds....what’s not to like??

Hansel and Gretel - the gingerbread house, the clever children and of course the happy ending.

Cinderella, mainly because of the beautiful gowns that she wore in the ladybird story book I read over and over, and still have!!

My Dad took me to the cinema to see Walt Disney's Snow White & The Seven Dwarves when I was five. It terrified me, and put me off cartoons for a very long ti me.

My favourite fairy story is by Hans Christian Andersen. The Tinder Box, about a soldier who meets a witch upon the road, and retrieved her tinder box from under a tree. The tale involves three dogs on chests of copper, silver and gold, a king, queen and princess. I really thought that having a magical tinder box would be fabulously exciting.

I kept the book, which was an anthology of Hans Christian Andersen's stories, and have it to my daughter when she was old enough to read it. She still has it.

Little Red Riding Hood for me. I think I liked the 'horror' element of the story. It was the precursor to all the horror books I read in later life.

I always like The Emperor's New Clothes because it was a little bit naughty and cheeky.

Sleeping Beauty for me. In the 1950s, when I was about 5 years old, I was given a large picture book for Christmas. The pictures were very beautiful and colourful. I've never forgotten that book and wish I'd kept it.

Rapunzel was my idea of perfection, even though she was locked in a tower. I envied her long hair as my mum had a thing about nits and kept my fair hair really short.

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs.

I used to walk a mile to school with my friends and we always sang "Hey ho, hey ho, its off to school we go" etc, all the way there. There were only five of us but we each chose the name of one of the dwarfs. I was Grumpy.

Hansel and Gretel because I liked the idea of a house of sweets. My ideal as a sweet loving child .

It had to be Cinderella.
The idea of being so beautiful and capturing a Prince was every little girl's dream.
I really believed, for a short time only of course, that it really could happen.