Paul Burrell's tedious 'confessions column' continues unabated in the Daily Mirror, more and more of the general public falling asleep in front of the headlines whilst the tabloids who failed to secure the publishing rights continue to call him a liar and a hypocrite. (Hah! What exactly does that make such luminary publications as the Sun then?)

Now...as regular viewers to this board know...I'm not one for conspiracy theories or cynical notions. But to say that Mr Burrell's story is moribund is rather like saying that a sparrow sneezing is some sort of earth shattering event. "Prince Charles was kind of a nice bloke really." "The Spencers would often argue with each other." "Diana's brother was full of shit." "The Duke of Edinburgh once patted a corgi on the head." All shocking stuff!

And then it dawns on you that in all the disappointing none-revelations the original question...i.e. "Why did the Queen call a halt to the trial just before Burrell was due to testify?" has been forgotten.

This is brilliant P.R. on the part of the palace. The rift between HRH and the British public since Diana's death is slowly being stitched back together, 'so-called-revelation' by 'so-called-revelation'. The Spencers, those once untouchable martyrs to the monarchy, are going down faster that a prostitute outside the Houses of Parliament. And the royal family are cheerfully waving at them through the window of the lift as they climb back up to dizzying new heights.

But we still don't know what the Queen was trying to hide. It certainly wasn't the fact that Diana's mother hadn't spoken to her for several months before her death. It wasn't the fact that Charles and Diana's marriage wasn't as dreadful as the papers made out. In fact, it wasn't anything to do with Paul Burrell's bland, carefully edited bullshit at all. Bullshit that has, to put it bluntly, turned out to be the greatest whitewash since the reformation.

What Paul Burrell conveniently forgot to mention was the fact that the Duke of Edinburgh arranged Princess Diana's death...probably...or something equally as large and damning. It definitely wasn't that the Queen Mum enjoyed the odd tipple or that one of the royal servants was a tad gay.

Keep watching Paul Burrell's flower shop folks. I have a suspicion his coffers are about to swell well beyond the £300,000 or whatever it is the Mirror is paying him to clear his debts.

And another truth for the history books and/or potential turning point in sociological advancement is put to rest by careful spin doctoring.