Breakfast at Hulcote Towers. After one spoonful into my nutritious banana & honey enhanced wheat based cereal, our new lodger’s wrist watch happened to catch my eye. “Good Lord old boy, what’s that you’ve got on there?” “Aw, look mate”, replied Sammo excitedly and in tones similar to the first kid in the playground to have been given a GameBoy for Christmas, “This is the best three dollars I have ever spent.”


My goodness. Just look at it.

This is a genuine Roleks.

It features the fizzog of a Cambodian general. Sammo assures me it’s not Pol Pot. Apparently these are all the rage in Batdambang, especially amongst tourists in search of a unique Cambodian curio.

Those of you who’ve followed this blog* since its inception six months ago will maybe remember a chance encounter I had in a Mumbai bar with a gentleman who sported one of these….

The Chairman Mao wrist watch has to be by far and away my favourite time piece ever (Big Ben is a modest second).
This remarkable tribute to the pompous stupidity of Communism remains up there, along with Matthew Hoggard’s cover drive at Trent Bridge in the 2005 Ashes, Eats wearing all of Ambi Lee’s clothes at the same time one morning in Edinburgh, Dawn from my Sixth Form days’ chest, the Goosh singing Footloose, the Morecambe & Wise André Previn sketch and Super Johnny Hartson’s 1994 goal against Newcastle in the Cup among others, as one of the greatest things I have ever seen.

*Indeed over one hundred and fifty of you are following it as I type. Wholeheartedly, I thank you.