Norwegian Blue

Blogging has been somwhat light on the ground, following an outbreak of what was at first thought to be Bird Flu.

When the male inhabitants of Trouser Towers also became somewhat under weather it was obvious that it had mutated to a strain of Bloke Flu, which mainly entailed sitting within easy reach of the widescreen, remote in hand and uttering feeble remarks such as "...I don't think I can make it to the toilet...", "...my arms are all wrong..." and " oh yeah, two sugars'd be nice...".

Following this the virus rapidly mutated through a series of weakly infective and totally ineffective puns.

The hiatus did give us time to discuss a new submission to Large Business by our German correspondent, Herr Grossen Hosen, about the rebranding of Iraq ("Branding Sand...with a Smile"). Keep watching the pies.

LargetrouserS: All trousers, no talk.