Had the misfortune to be at an event with work at Copthorne Hotel today. Went for a drink with colleagues at Wetherspoons afterwards.

Noticed a fella at the very top of the Tyne Bridge (and I mean the top)

He seemed to be there for ages.

Then....the poor bugger jumped. He ran and jumped. It was unreal, like a scene from a movie. My heart felt like it stopped, utterly horrific

Don't suppose the poor sod survived