The Little Girl Giant

There was a festive atmosphere and the sun was shining. It was like the Tour de Yorkshire all 0ver again. We were at the top of the hill and the little girl giant was asleep at the bottom under the Chinese arch.

At 5pm she awoke and came up the hill preceded by her dog. When she came into view we noticed that slightly incongruously she was seated upon a car, but at the top of the hill she was lifted off and, as if with a smile to the crowd, began her walk to Newsham Park.