What an image, Mr Hack.
I'm off today at long last, after what seems like weeks of almost full-time (covering for hols and swine flu). Unfortunately my co-manager has just resigned (she survived my humour for almost 2 years; can't complain. Though she does. Frequently.) so likely full time for a while once she departs in May. Meh.
36", 31" ... I doubt it* but will check next week, hon.
*One of the joys of charity shop work is receiving bundles of men's tousers: most are only fit for the rag bag. If a pair make it past an external examination (obvious dirt, fraying, missing button, broken zip) they generally fail a brave internal glance: stained gusset (due to the masculine dribbly willy tendancy).
Anyway, in our shop, only the pristine make it out onto the rail.