'Sorry'. 'Sorry about that'. 'I'm really sorry'. It's easy to say, isn't it? Or is it?

I suppose it depends on the person and the circumstances. I mean, let's face it, we have all said sorry and not really meant it. Then again, we have all wanted to say it at times but have been unable to because pride has reared its ugly head and tied our tongues in knots.

The word 'sorry' is a very simple word but not necessarily that easy to say at times. On the other hand, some people use the word flippantly and abuse its power.

How many men have battered their wives after a night on the Stella Artois and then said 'sorry' the next day when the alcohol has worn off? Or gambled the week's wages away on the turn of a card only to return home with an empty wallet and an even emptier 'sorry, it won't happen again'?

I only say sorry very occasionally, I admit that. If I do apologise it's because I mean it, not because I want an easy let-off. I value the word and its meaning and that's why I think before I speak or act. Naturally, I'm not perfect, but who is? If I make a statement, I think about it long and hard beforehand and weigh up its pros, cons and gravity. If I decide that I need to say something, I say it and mean it. Invariably I am right and I make no apologies for that.

One thing I will say about myself in my own defence is this: if I feel I am in the wrong and should apologise, I will offer a straight apology without quibbling. I will not make excuses to ease my pain. I offer a simple 'Sorry, I was wrong. I apologise'.

If only everyone could be like me.