For Jarry, speaking to the German magazine Der Spiegel in 2009, this meant that the children often felt like “pet monkeys”. Sometimes they would be at the big metal gates of the chateau. Sometimes they would sneak away to a lower tier of the garden, though there was often a wall of faces above, watching and taking pictures. Sometimes they would be with their mother inside the brasserie, greeting their public through a glass door. “We grew in Les Milandes like a regular family,” Jarry said. “We had fights. When you are kid, when you are obliged to do things, you go out with your mother and father, and suddenly you have all these people taking pictures, you get tired.” Being a “family” was one thing, he said, but “show business” was different. At Les Milandes, he said, the family was show business. And it was endlessly tiring.