Just a sneaky peek at Defining Moment 3 to introduce Fergus to you.
“Life is a great big canvas, and you should throw all the paint on it you can.”
Fergus Grant was elated as he came out of London’s Drury Lane Theatre, flying over the steps to the pavement in one single bound. He had just seen a performance of My Fair Lady with Rex Harrison as Henry Higgins and twenty-three-year-old Julie Andrews as Eliza Doolittle.
Fellow members of the equally ecstatic audience leaving the theatre behind him applauded when his feet touched the ground. He laughed, turned for a few seconds, bowed to the assembled crowd then bounded off in the direction of Shaftesbury Avenue singing, ‘Just you wait, ‘enry ‘iggins, just you wait!’
Ripping off his black tie, he stuffed it into the pocket of his dinner jacket and danced rather than walked through the streets, his lean nineteen-year-old body bursting with energy. On the cusp of his adult life, with no emotional ties and free to go wherever his heart took him.