AS Elton John famously sang “Sorry seems to be the hardest word” and sometimes that simple little five letter word can be the most powerful thing you’ll ever say to someone.

Why is it then that some people find it so difficult to utter the word?

Is it to save face, foolish pride or is it just simply good old fashioned stubbornness that prevents us from admitting when we’re wrong to one another even though we know if we just say it, it will make a possibly tense and sometimes unpleasant situation so much better?

I grew up in a two bedroomed house with seven other people in it, four of whom were my younger sisters.

You can imagine how tense our household got from time to time with arguments ranging from who took the longest in the bathroom in the morning to whose turn it was on the communal CD player in the bedroom. Each of us had to be allocated an hours slot throughout the night to play our music of choice.

I remember playing the debut Right Said Fred album on repeat during the summer of 1992 which caused holy war in our house as my sister Lynsey wanted to smash it to smithereens. She couldn't take one more second of Deeply Dippy - although she got her revenge the following year when the love of her life, Mark Owen, sang lead vocal on the new Take That single Babe. I still shudder when I hear it 24 years on.

No matter what we argued about and how trivial it all was, my darling father would never let any of his girls go to bed not talking to each other. That just simply wasn't an option.

He’d make us sit in the living room until one of us eventually broke and apologised for our earlier actions.

I’ll let you in on a little secret though, no mattered how determined and stubborn I was not to be the first to apologise, when one of my sisters or I eventually caved, the sense of relief that came over me was immense. Let's be honest, no one wants to argue and fall out especially over silly little things because life is just too short.

A boy I went to both primary and high school with very sadly passed away last week in his late 30s. We grew up on the same street and, although I hadn't seen him in a long time, when I was told of his passing I actually burst into tears because I could vividly remember our very first day at Primary school.

We were just innocent, tiny wee five-year-old kids with our whole lives ahead of us, never knowing that one of us in that classroom wouldn't see 40-years-old.

So you see, life is really too short to be holding grudges and cutting ties with people who you love or have shared so much with.

Today is officially Kiss and Make Up day so I urge you all, if there's someone in your life you've been dying to pluck up the courage to get in touch with and say sorry, go for it.

Who cares who says it first, it doesn't matter as long as someone reaches out and starts a dialogue. It might just be the best thing you do all day.

I just want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart to each and every person who came to see my show at this year's Edinburgh Festival.

It was another incredible year for me and with almost 3,000 tickets sold and an overwhelming audience response to the show, I'm literally on cloud nine and feeling so grateful and blessed.

Good bye Edinburgh, see you next August.

Happy Birthday to my lovely father in law Jeff.

It's a big one this year but you've so much to celebrate as you have the most wonderful family who adore you, especially your gorgeous wee granddaughter Mollie who just adores her Papa.

I hope you had a fantastic day yesterday and I know the party celebrations will carry on right through the weekend. Happy Birthday Jeff xxx