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.

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

The Bell, City of London

Well done to Anton for getting this fellow to pose for a snap! Pleasing to hear it was apparently the third time he'd been asked that day.


  1. Anton: "Dude, those are spectacular, can I get a photo with you?"
    RT Guy: "OK, as long as you don't put it up on that website"

  2. Ha ha unfortunately that's not his only pair of RTs. he has a spare pair just in add!

  3. I got a sneer off a RT man for snapping him at Notting Hill station, the lodestar for all LAMFRT fans

  4. The Bell End, surely?