Locks need keys.

Took the dog for an early walk along the Narrow Canal. Large is pretty.

In my running days, this was my favourite 10k route (it's flat!) and I enjoyed spotting the landmarks with which I used to mark the passing kilometres. I felt a little envious of the occasional jogger - maybe it's time to dust off the running shoes.

I am doing the 5:2 fasting diet and yesterday was a fast day, so I spent much of the walk daydreaming about how I would break my fast. I settled on a latte plus a toasted current teacake topped with mature cheddar at the local deli. I can't think why this diet doesn't seem to be working.

Like a few folk on here I am a little Blip mojo-less; I hope it comes back.

Anyway, it's Tuesday, which is piano lesson day so I'd better go and get a week's worth of practice in before the scary piano teacher turns up.

As the title says, locks need keys. That's me on the piano.