Paul Ghiselin, (Ida Nevesayneva), deservedly receives a rapturous ovation for his, seriously moulting, Dying Swan and the hi-jinks conclude with the utterly camp as a field of tents, Walpurgis Night, a confection whipped up from a Bolshoi staple, to music by Gounod, in which Nymphs, half-naked Fauns, Maidens, Pan and others run seriously riot.

The standard of execution is as high as ever, the fun quotient possibly better than ever and it unarguably remains the most fun night out you’ll ever have at the ballet.

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