It’s funny, but since acquiring this old boy from the mid-seventies I’ve hardly given it a second glance. It’s indicative, I suppose, of the cycles we go through with watches – not that many months ago I was very much focussed on old Heuers, but now I’m down to just the one and it seems to be struggling for air.

I think I’ll make a point of giving it some wrist time over the Christmas holidays and at the same time resist the urge to show fabouritism to one or two others in the box that are partcilularly alluring right now.