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 20 November 2012

Newbury races


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

8 comments:

  1. Perhaps. Bloody good blokes anyway.

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  2. Ha Ha, that is Steve!

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    1. By Jove! Could it possibly be Him?

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  3. It IS Steve! Amazing

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  4. Yes, it is HIM! No doubt about that.

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    1. Sure, this is Steve. I say this is spiffing. Bloody well spiffing.

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  5. Meneage'a Trois....cute and very sexy

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  6. So good to see three men who know what they're doing. Would give so much to swap my drab chinos with their fucking red trousers right now.

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