"Racing Measurement For Your Wrist" I read from the brochure.
"Is it supposed to be something to see how good you are at..." I made a vaguely obscene gesture with my right hand "...you know"
He looked at me like I'd crawled out from under a stone: "No. Of course not. Its the most precise mechanical timepiece one can buy"
"And you're remortgaging your house for one?" I queried
"Yes. Its an investment."
I looked again at the picture.
"Its a wristwatch. And you can see all the cogs and things. You can barely work out what time its reading."
Cue another drawn out sigh: "Thats not the point. Its an object d'art"
"A wristwatch from which you can't read the time and that you'll never wear?"
"Yes."
I'll never understand art...
