We watched O’Mast last night, a documentary about Neapolitan tailoring. I had not realised how seriously tailoring is taken in Naples, with a great number of elderly, experienced master tailors, who were willing to hold forth about the nature of their art and, most especially, the relationship it involves to their clients. The quality of their tailoring is often nearly invisible – and is expected to be – wilfully unobtrusive, everything still done by hand, as soft cloth is carefully shaped to the sitter, like a portrait.