On Burrell writing a book about Diana.
'Mummy's former butler had penned a tell-all which actually told nothing.
It was merely one man's self-justifying, self-centring version of events. My mother once called this butler a dear friend, trusted him implicitly. We did too. Now this. He was milking her disappearance for money. It made my blood boil.'
Pot, kettle. Can't he see he is exactly the same as Burrell?
He seem unable to see the irony of his actions.