Thanks to brother Dave, I seem to have caught the running bug. Now, whether I get up to Dave's level remains to be seen (probably not likely now he's an accomplished marathron runner!), but with the warmer weather I've quite enjoyed running up and down Boughton Hill. Keeping the running kit in the car has meant I've been able to stop at one new place this week - I ran across the top of the North Downs (those are a range of hills that run across Kent for distant readers) over Folkstone the other evening. My longest running record so far! 17 minutes may not sound like much to many of you, but it's and improvement on my 12 minute maximum the previous week.