Watchlords

I lift my eyes from the newspaper I was reading to turn to the voice that obviously wanted my attention. On the terrace of the café in a little village in Provence off the French Riviera – where under a gentle spring sun I was drinking my morning espresso – I saw that it was an elegantly attired gentleman in his sixties hailing me.

He was obviously enthusiastic about the idea of finally meeting another vintage watch fan. We immediately began excitedly chatting about the exquisite “cow horn” lugs that secure the strap to the 1950s Vacheron Constantin Reference 6087 chronograph on my wrist.

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