The Red Baron

You're only as old as the scooter you ride...  And are those red/pink-tinted spectacles?

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.

Family beachwear

Cowboy

Funeral trousers

Perhaps this was in the spirit of "celebrating the life" and all that, but still...

Drinking trousers

Thank you to Simon H for this one. I haven't been told precisely what happened next, but I think we can make an educated guess.

Sir George Young Bt MP

Boycie from Only Fools and Horses!

Many thanks to Mary for this one - who assures me this really is the actor John Challis. (A quick google image search confirms this.)

Bristol Chopper

Amsterdam cravat man

The book is Spaanse Vrouwen, Bewolkte Luchten (Spanish Women, Cloudy Skies) by Martin Gaite, in case anyone was wondering.

Battersea Park (South Chelsea)

Another wine guy

Funny business in Brighton

Croquet

Apparently the multicoloured deck shoes are monogrammed.

Red-trousered punt

(...you see, it's only one letter different from "red-trousered cunt")

The King of Sweden

An actual King! You don't get posher than that.

Talking of royalty, surely Princes William and Harry like to get the RTs out from time to time? Please everyone keep their cameras at the ready...

"Wouldn't go in there for a bit if I were you..."

Andy Goode

Andy Goode (on the right) is a professional rugby player. This was taken at Cheltenham where (see below) RTs are very much the thing.

Fraudster

Owen Danter is a former Tory activist, currently serving a 21 month prison sentence for stealing more than £100K from old ladies while working as a bank manager.

You'd never think it to look at him.

Primark!

Either the upper tiers are finally feeling the squeeze, or the plebs are developing a taste for red trousers.

Or this bloke simply took a wrong turn on Oxford Street.

Or perhaps he's one of those junkies who dresses up all posh to go thieving? Who knows.

Cheltenham Festival (of red trousers)

Many many thanks to Matt for this wonderful collection of RTs at this year's Cheltenham Festival.

An Actual Prince

Well, a German Prince. But still.

(If you know this trio, please confirm or deny)

Bosham

Chelsea Waitrose

Nice purple/red his-n-hers Battenberg cake effect. Even the wines on the top shelf are playing along.

Tall Skinny (Cappu)chinos!

Surbiton

See, this guy is definitely not posh: shaved bald head, ghoti beard, button cuffs, weird little silver bits on his shoes... no, no, no: definitely not posh. But he's no sort of hipster either. Nor, to be fair, does he look like a lunatic. So why is he wearing RTs? Because, ladies and gentlemen, he's "kind of a big deal".

Jasper Jones

Jasper is the landowner from the children's TV programme "Little Red Tractor". His is the Big Blue tractor we can see in the background there - which, one can safely assume, gets bested in each episode by the eponymous little red tractor owned by someone who doesn't wear red trousers and isn't described by Wikipedia as "materialistic and smug". Isn't kids TV great?

(Thank you to Andy S. for this spot.)

Notting hill gate

Not spectacular of course, but the white shoes are something. A beautiful and haunting sort of picture. What does his face look like? Does he even have a face? We'll never know.

WKD RT

Isn't that what chavs drink?

Stairs RT

Perhaps it was deliberate, but I've never seen anyone dressed like a staircase before, so I thought I'd post it.

Steve

On his way back from the Polo I'm told.

Nassau airport business class lounge

Baron's Court

Taking the ironic toff-hipster thing a bit far...

Holiday Grandpa

It's heartbreaking: you work hard all your life, try to bring your children up the right way - and they end up wearing green shorts.

More blue suede shoes

If you're struggling to get a decent picture of your target, do as this photographer did and follow 'em to the bogs!

A kind of jockey

Caption competition?

It's Raspberry Meringue-head Play School Conference Sailor!

Retarded Hipster Cowboy

I shouldn't call him retarded. He's probably not - it's only because he's on a swing, smiling. It was the sender's chosen subject line, and I think it should stay.

If he is actually retarded, then double sorry.

Proper red

An American harpsichordist

Saul Milton

Manbag madman

Another tube hipster

Chipping Norton

"I think he might have clocked me" writes Will.

I think so too. Good work!

Two-tones

We haven't had many hipsters recently. Not sure whether that's because they've stopped wearing them or because they're less amusing or what, but this bloke is top drawer.

By no means a standard Dalston get-up - but a big wally hipster nonetheless. And a solid are-you-taking-a-photo scowl as well.

Full marks to the anonymous sender.

"Little rooster crowing - there must be something on his mind."

Isle of Wight Ferry

Love these shots of lone RT blokes gazing disconsolately at shelves of low quality food.

"Ghastly prawn sandwich? Or tuna and sweet corn? Do I even like prawns? Not much. Cheese maybe? You're usually safe with cheese. It's all equally disgusting. But I'm hungry so I should definitely get something. I just haven't yet decided what. Red bull to wash it down I reckon - red bull's nice." etc.

That's what he's mainly thinking. But running alongside those thoughts is the slow steady burble of "I'M WEARING RED TROUSERS! I'M RED TROUSERS GUY! OH YES I AM!"

Wrinklies at Kew Gardens

Note the upturned collar. Throw a stone on the King's Road in the 1990s and you'd be bound to hit a young sloane with his shirt collar turned up. Less so nowadays. They're going the way of spats it seems. Perhaps it's the recession.

Mumm & Dad