Before sunrise, people began to leave their homes. By sunrise, what had been a trickle became a flood, as the citizens of the capital filled the streets, marketplaces, fountains and parks. A single chant filled the air, “GarGar! Pirouette! GarGar! Pirouette!” Exasperated at the extended wedding engagement between their two star royals, they wanted a wedding and they wanted it now. Nobody knows who was responsible for the outpouring of emotion from the usually calm populace, but there were hints that GarGar himself may have passed along a word or two, garnished with a little coinage, to encourage the people in their demands.
Published by Russell Smith
I was born at the American Hospital in Neuilly-sur-Seine, France. I find inspiration in the lives of so many people from Joan of Arc to Oscar Wilde. While my primary avocation is photography, I also enjoy philosophy, theology and most of all, history. My beloved wife, Robin Anne Smith, who passed away in 2013 is an inspiration to me. My beloved partner, Dana is also a great support and inspiration to me. I'd be remiss if I did not mention my cats: Maxwell, Nigel, Pirouette and GarGar. View more posts