Window cleaners

I had to go down to the office in Gateshead today so was happily able to meet up with an old friend. We had a bite to eat in the Baltic and then nipped upstairs to see the Turner prize winner and runners up. When we were looking at the amazing vistas out of the windows (I know, I know, we were supposed to be looking at the Art) we noticed that to the east Byker was looking bonny and to the west the Sage was getting a wash and brush up.

We walked right underneath the abseiling window cleaners who were chatting away as they worked and even gave me a cheery smile when they saw the camera. When I previously blipped some quite close to ground level it made Tuscany Molly quite dizzy, I recall.