Well trousered, sir!

Years ago when Vanessa and I were much younger and a lot less cynical, we spent a couple of weeks in Thailand. (9/11 happened when we were out there so memorable for that as well as many other reasons). Anyway, I remembered that you could get a suit tailored there for close to bugger all. So I suggested to Jamie that he might want to get one made when he was over here. That proved next to impossible in the time we had - but a pair of trousers was doable, so we went with that.

Being the man of the house, Vanessa took him to the tailor on Wednesday and was invited to return today for a final fitting. Too short, I’m sure you’ll agree.

So, he asked us to wait whilst he altered them. A bit of stitching...

…a bit more stitching on a second machine (very flash)…

…a quick iron….

…and they fitted like a (trouser shaped) glove.

He wore them out tonight and was the man to be seen with.

£20 well spent.