This is not his natural milieu. Waddling in a padded sumo wrestler costume, Paul Burrell can only manage a rictus grin as he takes on celebrity chef Nancy Lam in an unseemly skirmish while holidaymakers bay for his blood. He may have thought eating beetle larvae, a cockroach and a kangaroo’s testicle on I’m a Celebrity . . . Get Me Out of Here! was his nadir. But he was wrong.
The television career of Mr Burrell, butler and rock to the late Princess Diana, is plumbing new depths of humiliation. Next month he will appear on our screens working as a holiday host in one of the wildest resorts in Greece, and in Australia he will be seen teaching girls from trailer parks to eat a banana, the royal way.
The fruits of his disloyalty – condemned by Prince William and Prince Harry as ‘cold and overt betrayal’ – were adulation in America as Diana’s representative on Earth, a holiday home with infinity swimming pool in Florida and an ostentatious diamond earring from Cartier.
