Thinking back, we should have seen this coming with the stylist. We laughed it off then, but it was a frightening portend of things to come. A sad grab for attention using clothes that seemed to fly in the face of his usual style, clothes in which he either looked a tit or looked uncomfortable.
I blame myself. I was there for the Time Talk. I saw that tartan monstrosity close up. I should have recognized the signs of an impending breakdown and done more...more...I let the team down.