Look at my fucking red trousers!: Toff

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.

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Saturday, 15 December 2012

Outplayed

In certain company, RTs just don't quite cut it...

Friday, 30 November 2012

Spotted a four-leafed clover?

...or possibly about to vomit.

Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Great Dixter gardens, East Sussex

Many thanks to Mike for this one, who snapped this gentleman farmer shouting into his mobile phone.

Newbury races

The guy on the left looks a lot like Steve. They get about these fellows, don't they?

RAC races

Forget Oxford and Cambridge, or anywhere else for that matter: students of the Royal Agricultural College seem to be the ruddiest trousered collection of people in the country by a mile.

Monday, 12 November 2012

There ain't no party like a South Ken party!

That looks a lot like a bottle of fizz and TWO pipes of Pringles to me.

And I don't think those are his everyday trousers. Oh no. I think those are his PARTAAY TROUSAAZ!

More churchwear

Another old-school posho with a good-looking wife at his child's Christening. (See here for the other one.)

Saturday, 10 November 2012

More youngsters

She: "How was your journey down?"

He: "It was atchy rally rally boring."

RT Youth, at a point to point meeting

"I'm terribly sorry...

...but would you mind if I had a quick slash all over your legs?"

Farlows

According to its website, this Pall Mall fly-fishing shop has been "supplying the country connoisseur since 1840" (or rather, "Supplying the Country Connoisseur Since 1840 "). It looks like the man in the green jumper has been refused admission and is threatening to stand there all day being annoying.

Red trousers, blue car

This is a bit of a Full Monty - you can just make out a fat cigar clamped between his teeth...

Tuesday, 21 August 2012

Family beachwear

Sunday, 19 August 2012

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

Sunday, 12 August 2012

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...