Pars pour la Crete

Poor Menelas, basically they all want him out of the way for one reason or another, so they conspire to send him to Crete, then bully him into going.

Helene sings "Va-t'en mon lou-lou, va-t'en, n'importe ou" (Off you go darling, off you go, anywhere...)

The dancing air-stewards clinch it and off he goes.

That's all from la Belle Helene.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Er'm, guess what? It's been withdrawn. Shame really but there we are - win some, lose some. I guess we just lost!
Anonymous said…
Mind, I wish someone would send me to Crete for a month or so,but only if it's during the summer. I feel in need of another holiday - as does the lady wife. We haven't had a holiday since the trip down the Nile over the end of April, beginning of May.... sigh.

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