I ran 4 miles with my eldest brother today. He lives in Cardiff by Roath Park. It was gloriously sunny and hundreds of people were taking advantage of the brilliant weather. Smoke rising from the middle of small groups of sun bathers. We ran around the outside of the park, looping twice around the same section and ending up by a red post box. My brother observed that I am pro-nating... at-least I think that is what he said. It means my right knee is collapsing inwards every time I put my right foot down. I need to get some balanced running shoes. We passed police vans on our journey. A young man was brutally murdered here earlier in the week.