A collection of photographs in celebration of the vibrant and burgeoning red-trousered communities of London and elsewhere. Contributions gratefully received at lamfrt@gmail.com
Friday, 23 December 2011
The real Father Christmas?
Recently escaped from a North Korean prison camp or rescued from a shipwreck, and not having enough time to get much of a disguise together, could this be a frail and confused Santa Claus catching the train to Lapland?
Brighton bookseller
I'm told the man in RTs is the one who sells the "lovely books".
I like the way both the trousers and the threadbare Guernsey jumper are a size too small.
(This characterful independent bookseller obviously deserves respect and support, but I'm afraid he has to go in the "lunatic" category.)
I like the way both the trousers and the threadbare Guernsey jumper are a size too small.
(This characterful independent bookseller obviously deserves respect and support, but I'm afraid he has to go in the "lunatic" category.)
Head-to-toe
"wHY do people keep trying to post lettters in MY MOUTh?? srry cant work thisdamn thing veyr well love dad"
Better hair, better trousers
The sender makes the observation that the red sock wearer on the left is likely to graduate to red trousers in time, once he has fully developed his self-confidence and bank balance.
Monday, 5 December 2011
On a mission
They can seem unremarkable, but I bloody love pictures like this. An affluent man in late middle-age wears his RTs for a bit of purposeful striding along an average city street. Simple and beautiful.
Traveling trousers
Thank you to Debbie who spotted this fellow at Heathrow recently.
A nice plush velvety corduroy offset by a solid tweedy coat. Also: trousers pleasingly a couple of inches too short.
(Although - and not wishing to be unkind here - I'm not sure the small-bag-over-shoulder look is quite the thing for a true Terracotta Warrior...)
A nice plush velvety corduroy offset by a solid tweedy coat. Also: trousers pleasingly a couple of inches too short.
(Although - and not wishing to be unkind here - I'm not sure the small-bag-over-shoulder look is quite the thing for a true Terracotta Warrior...)
Strangers on a bridge
Wonderful! Try as they might, these two simply couldn't ignore each other. The man in the orange trousers was, perhaps unsurprisingly, Dutch.
Thursday, 24 November 2011
Monday, 21 November 2011
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Durham RT society
Loath though I am to encourage them, here is the St Cuthbert's Red Chino's society, of Durham University.
Admirably self-aware, although not entirely tongue-in-cheek I suspect...
Admirably self-aware, although not entirely tongue-in-cheek I suspect...
The Orange, Belgravia
Hats off to Abigail who had the nerve to get a good full-frontal of this not unscary Terracotta Warrior near Sloane Square.
Wednesday, 9 November 2011
Monday, 7 November 2011
Monday, 31 October 2011
Tuesday, 18 October 2011
Ascot
Mademoiselle Anonymous writes: "I totally got caught out by the girlfriend. She knew exactly what I was up to." Excellent work Mme Anon! Collectively they're a sort of Public School version of those groups of Opal Fruit shirt guys from the 90s.
(I love the way the guy in blue trousers is all like "I win!")
(I love the way the guy in blue trousers is all like "I win!")
Three cans of Stronglook, and a can of Red Trouser
Now this lad, who I'm told is called Graham, is either the world's most overdressed tramp or he's a very-much-not-tramp standing in front of some empty cans of cheap booze. You decide.
Churchwear
[something complimentary about his attractive wife, to hopefully take the edge off the massive invasion of privacy involved in posting this picture]
Rock
Rock in Cornwall, where this photo was taken, is of course one of the UK's premier Red Trouser towns.
Red bus red trousers
"CONGRATULATIONS! You are now the proud owner of a lovely pair of red trousers! Laundry instructions: 60 degrees, wash separately. Transport instructions: if you need to use a bus, make sure to get one of the little black ones with an orange light on the top. Under no circumstances get one of the big red ones with the fat people in."
Bracae Rufae Universitatis Oxfordiensis!
The photographer explains that the man seen sporting RTs here is "one of Oxford's most venerable academics".
Judging by the youthful pallor of the back of his neck and the fluffy bit of hair at the top, I'd say he was more of a wally undergraduate. Can anyone in Oxford confirm or deny?
Judging by the youthful pallor of the back of his neck and the fluffy bit of hair at the top, I'd say he was more of a wally undergraduate. Can anyone in Oxford confirm or deny?
At the Polo
At the Polo in Richmond. Guards Officer in RTs perhaps? Great result with the direct approach here. Thank you to JP for this one.
Monday, 26 September 2011
Late season Panama
I told him I had taken his picture because he looked like my uncle, which is partly true. He didn't seem to mind.
Wednesday, 21 September 2011
Friday, 26 August 2011
Monday, 22 August 2011
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Henley Regatta
Binman
"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."
"Sorry guv that's hazardous materials. I'd love to, I really would, but the council won't let us. Health and Safety."