D is for doubts and (3) degrees

So, having rashly decided to join this blogging alphabetti-spaghetti thing while running on Friday night, I'm only now beginning to really understand the depth of the challenge. It's not just that posting six posts a week is a bit stiff if you've got a day job (it is, but I know that's kind of the point), it's the need to force your blog into an arbitrary letter on any given day - I could have easily written something today about E (my thought is etiquette, but that might change) or F (possibly food, again no decisions made) but D has proper stumped me, to the degree that I'm now doubting this was a good idea in the first place.

Still, I know when it comes to writing the best thing to do when you're doubting is just to push on and get something down on paper - it will usually come good in the end.

And, as proof of this, and so as to leave on an up beat, in writing this blog I was reminded of one of my favourite seventies soul tunes. So for your delectation let's say that D is for the Three Degrees