The trouble is many of us are in a fortunate position whereby it isn't even a question. Of course the first role of a parent is to be able to feed and warm their child. When I was a kid my dad was one of the few who took Norman tebbits advice and got on his bike and found a job when the shipyards closed around the North East, this meant we had to leave all our family behind and start again. For the whole of my life I will be grateful to my parents for doing this, not because we suddenly discovered a pot of gold at the end of an enchanted rainbow, but because it drilled in to me that sometimes life is **** and you have two choices, accept or fight for the ones you love most. I now return back home (as it will always be known despite leaving when I was 6) and I see where I used to live and families that we used to be friends with, now on their 4th generation of benefits, that cannot be down purely to austerity in my humble opinion.