I must admit they didn't appeal. Very easy for me to go and see them, so I feel slightly guilty that I didn't but they're just puppets right, what's so interesting.
I felt very similar but was compelled to take the boy across yesterday. He lives in Lytham St Annes so it's nice for his summer holiday diary to have something a bit different to his mates when he goes back in September, with some nice snaps to go along with it.
To be honest the best part of the occasion was the atmosphere in the city... certainly before they woke up and got on the move, there was genuine anticipation of a spectacle, lots of enthusiasm, and sporadic outbreaks of applause and emotion. Not that the giants themselves got me very excited. They passed a little too quickly, and the cranes are a little too obvious for me to find what's attached to them particularly inspiring, but I like the way that the performers (Lilliputians?) were included as part of the act rather than being clad in black spandex (I mean who would dress like that), and the live band belting out funky rhythms in a truck following Grandma was a nice touch.
Unfortunately we weren't positioned where we could see anything apart from them just moving, so it was much like a TDF transition day where the peleton merely fly past and you're left with a certain anti-climax. We didn't even get splashed by one of the exhibits taking a comfort break, seemingly a hazard at either event.
The actual highlight was treating the boy to a lemonade in the newly refurbished 'Fly in the Loaf', whilst catching up with a work colleague and waiting for the crowds to disperse. A fine array of other refreshments are also available.