He arrived on a Tuesday, while you were dining al fresco. No warning, no introduction; just a sudden soft weight on the left lapel and a tap-tap-tap.

The Red-Bellied Woodpecker had mistaken your Oak Herringbone for a tree. An easy mistake. Its wide gauge herringbone weave, warm brown with a flicker of amber, had that quality. Something noble, ancient and sylvanian.

He was not easy to discourage. And Shooing just made him laugh: a rapid, high-pitched cackle that caused the table next door to put down their forks.

By Thursday people were asking where you'd found the animatronic brooch. By the following Tuesday, Woodford had a name, a preferred perch, and absolutely no intention of leaving.

He was, all things considered, a very welcome accessory.

Price shown is for our made to measure service.

• Cloth by Marling & Evans
• Mid Weight Wool Linen
• Horn buttons
• Viscose/acetate lining
• Dry clean only