Crackers!

Each year, in our local pub, Erinn cooks a slap-up Christmas meal for some of the regulars. This year LOH, the ever wonderful Booky, K & I were lucky enough to be among those invited, which was very nice, but probably means we're spending too much time in the pub.
Hey-ho, I guess we each have our own cross to bear...

I'd type more, but I seem to be finding the stretch to the keyboard rather tricky at the moment, & it's the work Christmas do tomorrow night...
Do you think trousers with an elasticated waistband look wrong with a suit jacket?