I really, truly ummed and aahed about my sudden wish for khaki trousers. This is the problem with working for a fashion retailer; I end up in meetings about trends and it ends up with me putting together a mental shopping list and convincing myself that my wardrobe is bereft without a particular item. On a recent trip back to Milton Keynes I asked my mum if we could go to Matalan as I never manage to get to one in London (although they're opening one on Oxford Street soon so that's exciting!), and lo and behold, the mighty khaki trousers appeared.
