I know worse things happen all over the world all the time and I don’t mention them. That doesn’t mean I don’t think about them.
But somehow the cowardliness and meanness of the Boston Marathon attack has really hit home to me.
Having watched the Exeter Half-Marathon a couple of times and seen so many people running for charity, putting their heart and soul and more than every ounce of muscle power into reaching that finishing line; being cheered on by a crowd which shouted and applauded even though they didn’t know the people; just seeing the effort put in.
The approach to the finish line was such a happy place for all concerned.
The thoughts of runners, stewards, helpers and watchers from all over the world are with the injured and the families of the dead in Boston. Can’t say any more.