The long and wound-up road...

Oh dear. The McCartney roadshow of revenge and counter-revenge rolls on, shrieking and lashing out fit to bust.

Poor Heather Mills, poor old Pensioner Paul, poor us too, for having to endure this eastenders-type misery amidst what seems to be a total lack of grace or understanding.

Enter Stella McCartney. She has a face that could electroplate hummingbirds from fifty feet. She has a list of contacts that could sway every newspaper,magazine and charity ball towards instantaneous loathing of any individual she chooses.

Poor Heather Mills didn't stand a chance. From the outset she was always going to be " Dad's end-of-life crisis ", a blot on the perfect celebrifamilia landscape. If there's any doubt that Stella Mccartney is the Lucrezia in this opera, then take a look at her collections and ask yourself " Honest craft? Or the lucre of connections?"