This may seem a little mad or a bit of a cop out. It's not honestly!
Well if you think it is then I'm sorry, hopefully will make sense.
When I went travelling to Australia in 2001 I had a fab Casio Baby G watch. I needed something practical and waterproof for all the excursions and mad things I'd be doing. My younger sister kind of sent it my way but mainly as she's a watch fiend, owed me money and that was her repayment. Didn't matter, I was happy.
I wore it all over Oz, but one night at a netball game it parted company with me. Yes, you have to take jewellery off but it left the bag I had left it in. Gutted.
For a time I made do with an £8 Winnie the Pooh watch - hey it had clouds that lit up. My goddaughter loved it! But that eventually conked out too.
Fast forward a few years. In 2006, my boyfriend (now husband) and I had a weekend away in London. It was a few weeks before my birthday and somehow we ended up in the Casio shop as he needed something for his watch. But it wasn't. It was to buy me a replacement Baby G.
Soooo happy and I've lovingly worn it. So much it needed a new strap as the other discoloured. And one year he got it reset when it went all funny. Then the battery died. About two years ago.
I've missed it. Timing how long it took me to swim lengths, when I started running how long it took me. Just to have a practical watch than to wear my more expensive, smart one every day.
It was only a battery. And it's fixed, and it's proudly back on my arm and been timing going on runs! How did I leave it so long? Matters not. We're together again!
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