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, 26 August 2011

A confident gait (Royal City of Bath)

Sunday, 21 August 2011

Old Vulgarians Rugby Club

Henley Regatta

I think he's just holding on to the top of the boat, but it does look a lot like he's doing a big "Oooo 'ELLO SAILOR!"

Thanks to Rosie for this excellent photo.

Country Classic


"If I take my trousers off, will you throw them away for me?"

"Sorry guv that's hazardous materials. I'd love to, I really would, but the council won't let us. Health and Safety."


Trousers and socks kind of match the London Underground logo.

A colourful presentation

I love the way the two colours in the bar-chart match his trousers and his shoes.
The man on the right - he looks like that guy who used to present match of the day or something...?

Mr Bramall