I INHERITED MY ADMIRATION FROM MY DAD. He loved his Seamaster and his Speedmaster 105.012. When I was a kid growing up in London in the 1960's we had very little money. My Dad worked hard but also liked drinking and gambling on the dogs and horses. We had a coal fire and most of our furniture was second hand. I think my Dad saw his Omega watches as a symbol of success in a poor home. He used to keep it on the bedside table in a red box that had some paper folded inside. (What the hell did my Mum do with that?)
I was facinated by it but If I went near it he would say "Oy! Get away from my Omeeeyga!!!... ya know ya don't touch Daddies watch... Fakk awff out of it or I cuff ya round the earole!" (I had a very delicate upbringing)
Well I have now owned that Speedmaster sInce 2003, when the old man 'popped his clogs'. The watch has spent most of it's 52 years in and around London, UK, so that may explain the grime on it but I'm not sure what accounts for the tropical dial.
To sum up I think I liked anything my Dad liked and I kind of inherited my admiration for Omega watches as they were so out of reach when I was a child.
Additionally I was born at the end of 1957 and the names of my school forms were the names of letters of the Greek alphabet. I started in 1 Theta, but was moved up to 2 and 3 Omega. My Mum was religious and taught me that the Bible referred to God as "the Alpha and the Omega". Maybe these childhood connections all added to my affinity with Omega watches. Maybe it's just the fact that I can't remember seeing my Dad without an Omega watch on his wrist.
This thread could do with some pictures so here's a couple of shots, from many years ago, of the old man with his Seamaster and Speedmaster.
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