From South Ken to Shoreditch, from Jermyn Street to Mare Street – these days anyone that’s anyone is wearing red trousers.

If you want your leg-coverings to let the world know that you’ve got a few quid and don’t care who knows it, or that you have some big ideas about what’s on at the ICA right now - or simply that you are completely insane (but in a mainly non-stabby way) - then you’d better get your wife or girlfriend to take those jeans and chinos down to the charity shop post-haste!

Because there’s only one type of trousers you’ll be wanting to wear, and that’s RED TROUSERS. In fact - if you can’t wear red trousers you’d be better off wearing NO TROUSERS AT ALL. That’s what I say.

Friday, 15 July 2011

At the cricket

Many many thanks to Andy W  for this absolute corker. I thought it was posed at first, but no - just good timing with the facial expression.

9 comments:

  1. That's cricket you total bell-ends...

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  2. That's a cricket ground.

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  3. The double thumbs in the corner could almost be a watermark. There's an idea...

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  4. Looks like Headingley in Leeds.

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  5. I know this man! He is frightfully entertaining!

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  6. Don't scoff at the toff, he's a tiler!

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