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.

Wednesday 25 January 2012

Rye Golf Club


If you thought golf was all about top-of-the-range Mondeos and men called Nigel, think again... 

13 comments:

  1. I wonder what their handicaps are? (besides wearing red trousers)

    G.

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  2. What an ugly bunch!

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  3. Those are cracking shoes....

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  4. A trio of raspberry puddings

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  5. Welcome to this year's collection by the British Army- sorry, welcome to EVERY year's collection... ;)

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  6. They're probably still called Nigel.

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  7. Is that a Boris behind them?

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  8. Those pink trousers must surely be the lower half of a velour leisure suit. What horrific combo with the Harris tweed jacket. Like Kerry Katona was sawn in half and reattached to Prince Charles.

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  9. The one on the left looks more like a drawing from a game of Consequences than a real person.

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  10. Anyone notice chappy at the back looking really rather angry....?

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  11. But why is Charles Spencer in the background pointing his finger like it's a gun?

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  12. I think its boris Johnson in the background actually.

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  13. The red trouser phenomenon has been at the more traditional golf clubs for years. Always been a mystery to me. Have tried to figure out why to no avail, some kind of public school thing? Was quite surprised to see Johnny Hipster take it on board as I made my way through Shoreditch to Brick Lane. My first ever pair arrived in the post yesterday.

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