I’ve loved Comme des Garcons since poring over issue one of Arena magazine back in 1986. I’ve got a collection of jackets. I’ve got every issue of the legendary Six magazine. I only wear Comme fragrances. Still, I’ve never owned a patchwork Comme des Garcons SHIRT. You know the sort, a hodgepodge of shirting fabrics, sometimes with irregular hems. They’re pretty much a Comme trademark, and I’ve never bought one. I’m not sure whether you’d consider them fashionable as such, or (as with most Comme) just an unremitting statement of difference. But this one caught my eye and is currently beckoning my VISA with a tartan finger.

It’s in a pretty standard square cut. Cotton poplin fabric throughout. Really you’re just buying into the brand and the dissonant ménage à trois on offer – the buttoned up formality of a man of finance, the camouflage of a man of war and the tartan of a man of Scots. It’s a potent mix.

Whether you feel it’s worth the requested 447 quid, depends on how highly you value the now rather familiar notion of butting together traditionally inappropriate patterns on the same shirt? Now I’ve just looked up that price, I realise I don’t value it that highly.