
by Lee Jones
Now we all know that some of our Haddenham Classics members have a love of watches! Among the many rituals of classic motoring – the careful warming of an engine, the quiet prayer as you turn the key, the universal understanding that a Saturday morning meet should involve coffee and a butty – there is another tradition that has accompanied us car enthusiasts for more than a century – the mechanical watch.
Cars and watches, it would appear, share a remarkably natural partnership. Some say that both are arguably feats of engineering built around springs, gears and tolerances, measured with extraordinary precision. A well-built engine and the equally well-built chronograph operate on essentially the same principles – controlled mechanical energy, translated into some sort of motion.

It is hardly surprising, therefore, that the two worlds have become culturally intertwined. For decades, motoring magazines such as Motor Sport placed watch advertisements alongside road tests of grand tourers and race reports from Le Mans or Monza. My late father had a collection of just such magazines, and I remember reading them in the late 70s. To this day, I still remember the adverts – mostly cigarettes and watches. It’s a wonder then that I did not grow up a time-obsessed chain smoker!
Over time, the watch became more than an accessory for drivers. It became part of the identity of the wealthy enthusiast.

Motorsport's first timekeepers
Long before watches were a thing, they were actually essential tools in the world of motorsport. Early racing required accurate timing. As the stakes got higher, lap records, rally stages, and endurance events were often decided by seconds. Reliable chronographs were therefore indispensable to race organisers and officials.
Swiss watchmakers stepped naturally into this role. Companies such as Longines and Heuer produced precision stopwatches used at circuits and rallies across Europe. Race officials would stand in wooden timing towers, with clipboard and mechanical timers in hand, recording lap times with the satisfying click of a chronograph pusher.
Rally navigators relied on the same technology when calculating average speeds across mountain passes or unpaved stages. In these early decades, the chronograph was not a decorative instrument the size of Big Ben strapped to your wrist – it was an instrument of competition.
Enthusiasts of the day, reading race reports in magazines, quickly recognised the symbolism. A chronograph represented accuracy, professionalism, and technical credibility. Wearing one suggested a connection, however distant, to the world of motorsport.

Selling the motoring gentleman
By the 1950s and 1960s, motorsport had become glamorous. Racing drivers such as Graham Hill and Jackie Stewart were no longer simply competitors. They were cultural icons. Helmets, goggles, leather gloves and purposeful chronographs combined to create a visual identity that advertising agencies quickly recognised. Ker-ching!
In the modern era, one of the most obvious partnerships has been between Breitling and Bentley. Their collaboration, formalised in the early 2000s, rests on shared values – bold design, engineering complexity and unapologetic luxury. A Bentley dashboard with polished metal instruments looks entirely at home beside a Breitling chronograph. Both favour substantial proportions. Neither brand has ever been accused of understatement.
Advertising imagery, therefore, often depicts sweeping grand tourers, leather interiors and aviation-inspired watch dials. The watch becomes an extension of the car – a wearable symbol of mechanical indulgence.
For readers of classic car magazines the pairing makes perfect sense. (Hmm, I have a 1994 Bentley and a £40 second hand Rotary chronograph – not sure what that says about me, but it probably rhymes with leap.)

The Heuer moment – motorsport meets cinema
If Breitling represents grand touring luxury, TAG Heuer represents racing authenticity.
During the 1960s and 1970s Heuer chronographs were common sights throughout the motorsport paddock. Drivers and mechanics wore them because they were practical, durable, precise, and they were paid to.
The defining cultural moment for the brand arrived through cinema. In 1971 Steve McQueen starred in the film Le Mans, portraying an endurance racing driver competing in the legendary 24-hour race. McQueen wore a Heuer Monaco chronograph – reportedly because the professional racing driver Jo Siffert, who advised on the film, wore one himself. I like to think it was because Stevie Boy was considerably richer and cooler than thou, so not one to be out shone, he brought one.
Seriously though, the choice was probably not a carefully orchestrated marketing decision. It was simply authentic. Yet the effect was remarkable. The square-cased Monaco became inseparable from McQueen’s cool and understated persona. Even today, enthusiasts associate the watch with Gulf-liveried racing cars and the drama of endurance racing. It remains one of the most effective pieces of accidental product placement in motoring history.

Rolex and the prestige of victory
While Heuer built credibility through racing involvement, Rolex pursued a slightly different strategy – prestige through association.
Rolex watches appeared in contexts linked to success. Podiums, endurance races and celebrated drivers became part of the brand narrative. The Cosmograph Daytona in particular became synonymous with motorsport achievement in the same way the Submariner became synonymous with deep sea diving and macho men.
Collectors often mention the famous ‘Paul Newman Daytona’. The actor and racing driver wore the model for many years and his personal watch eventually sold for a record breaking $17.8 million at auction.
Rolex marketing has always been notably restrained in my humble opinion. Rather than emphasising speed or adrenaline, it focuses on achievement and longevity. The watch is presented not merely as a timing instrument but as a symbol of accomplishment. For the enthusiast, perhaps the implication is clear – win something significant and a Rolex belongs on the wrist.

Lincoln, Cartier and the luxury driver
Not every watch and car pairing revolves around racing though. In mid-century America, luxury motoring had a very different character. The driver of a Lincoln in the 1970s was not necessarily chasing lap records. He was cruising boulevards in remarkable comfort. For that audience then, the refined watches of Cartier were the perfect companion.
The Cartier Tank (never has a name fitted so well), originally introduced in 1917, possessed a quiet elegance suited to tailored suits and chrome-laden American automobiles. It represented sophistication rather than speed.
But this contrast reveals something interesting about watch marketing. Swiss chronographs emphasised performance and engineering, while Cartier emphasised refinement and social style. Both approaches appealed to the same aspiration – the motor car and the watch together formed part of the gentleman driver’s personal identity.

The modern clubhouse – now on WhatsApp
Today the tradition continues in ways earlier enthusiasts could never have imagined. Classic car clubs once gathered mainly in pub car parks or at Saturday morning meets. Now the conversation continues online as well.
Within enthusiast communities, such as our very own Haddenham Classics, the mere mention of a watch can spark surprisingly animated debate. Someone posts a photograph of a newly acquired chronograph and within minutes the conversation begins. Soon there are photographs of all sorts of watches, comparisons of movements and the inevitable debate over service costs.
Interestingly the service cost of a mechanical watch can sometimes resemble the annual maintenance bill of a classic car! Owners tend to take this observation in good humour.
What these conversations demonstrate though is simple. Watches and cars provoke the same curiosity. Boys with their toys enjoy discussing them, comparing them and occasionally defending them with the enthusiasm usually reserved for football.

But where are the women?
There is an obvious imbalance in the long history of watch and motoring marketing. For most of the twentieth century, advertising targeted male buyers almost exclusively. Drivers in magazine advertisements were male, watches were as large as a sun dial, and the narrative focused on masculine adventure.
Yet women have been involved in motoring since the earliest days, yes I know that will come as a surprise to some of you blokes. Early racing pioneer, Dorothy Levitt, even advised drivers to carry a watch to monitor time and speed in her 1909 guide to motoring.
I think the industry then simply chose to present watches differently. Men’s watches were marketed as instruments. Women’s watches were marketed as jewellery. Fortunately that distinction has been fading.
Many modern female enthusiasts simply wear the same sports chronographs as everyone else. Mechanical engineering, after all, is not particularly concerned with gender.
That said, there are occasional humorous reminders that watch sizes have grown rather ambitious in recent years. Some modern chronographs are substantial enough to rival small grandfather clocks. One could easily imagine a club photograph of an enthusiast proudly wearing an enormous Omega chronograph while jokingly struggling to lift their arm under the weight. If nothing else, it would demonstrate that enthusiasm for mechanical objects transcends demographics – even if watch dimensions occasionally approach the scale of gangster Range Rover 23 inch rims.

Why the connection endures
Ultimately the connection between watches and classic cars goes far beyond marketing. Both objects represent an era when engineering was tangible and visible. Mechanical chronographs tick with springs and gears. Classic engines breathe through carburettors and cams. Neither is strictly necessary in a digital world, yet both remain immensely satisfying. It’s a little like striped lawns and that reassuring feeling you get when flying back from Benidorm and strap yourself in the old bird to be greeted by the clipped tones of the English pilot telling you he’ll have you home in a jiffy, despite the raging storm.
Slip behind the wheel of a classic sports car, glance at the time on a mechanical watch, and the relationship feels entirely natural if you are loaded. Two pieces of engineering. Two mechanical companions. Both quietly doing their jobs while reminding us that the passage of time can be something to enjoy, even if you are now on the wrong side of 60.
And if later someone posts a photograph of a new watch in the Haddenham Classics’ WhatsApp group, and the debate begins again, that simply proves my point. Cars and watches have always been about more than transport or timekeeping. They are machines that make WhatsApp itself a little more interesting.

by Lee Jones
I’ve been asked so many times by friends, family, work colleagues, people at shows and complete strangers, “Why do you bother with an old car?”
To be honest, it’s a question I’ve asked myself more than once. Never more so than when my kaput Rolls-Royce Silver Spirit was being loaded onto the back of a recovery transporter in the middle of nowhere in Normandy, while a French mechanic calmly announced, “le joint de culasse est hs.”
Why then do we bother with old cars that have questionable reliability, the stopping distance of an oil tanker, and about the same fuel economy and environmental credentials as a Saturn V rocket?

For me, the answer is simple: nostalgia. Not nostalgia for the car itself necessarily, but for a time gone by. A time when we aspired to the cars of the day, or when someone we knew, perhaps a parent, owned one. Maybe we worked for the brand as an apprentice, or simply admired it through our adolescent eyes.
It’s nostalgia for a connection to our youth. For happy memories, a more optimistic view of the future, and perhaps even our first taste of romance with a cheeky snog in the back seat!
Modern cars are better, but that’s not the point
Modern cars are undeniably better, that much is certain. They start on cold mornings and usually last well beyond our parents’ 100,000-mile ‘it’s knackered, son’ milestone. They have air conditioning, heated and cooled seats, so no towel or visit to the burns unit is required just to get in one on a hot day.
Their headlights are brighter than a UFO from Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Those same lights now swivel around corners, guide you to your front door and provide ambient mood lighting for the outside of your car.

Why own a classic car?
And if, on returning home from a hard day in the office without autonomous driving engaged, you should have the misfortune to collide with a tree you never knew existed in your driveway, you can be sure you will instantly be wrapped in a protective bubble. The car will call the emergency services, submit an insurance claim and book itself in for repair, and if it’s a Tesla it will drive itself there without you too!
Modern cars, then, are good. They are reliable, comfortable and safer. But they cannot replace the feeling of a classic.
What a classic car gives you that a modern one doesn’t
A classic delivers a more engaging, connected and analogue driving experience, with genuine feedback through the controls. It provides a sense of occasion that modern cars simply cannot replicate.

Owning a classic often provides a golden ticket into a motoring fraternity such as Haddenham Classics, with all the camaraderie, social opportunity and, yes, the occasional politics that brings.
Owning a classic vehicle is a lot like owning a dog. The public love them and will always stop for a chat. Many a time I have taken mine for a spin to the shops or to get some petrol, only to have someone come up to me, say “lovely car”, and for a conversation to ensue.
Friendships blossom with a classic, in a way you simply do not experience with a modern car. All facets of ownership, from joining clubs and touring to fixing, buying, selling, showing and discussing all things classic, create opportunities to meet people. I personally have made so many wonderful friends that I simply would not have done without owning my classic. I have even created a car club and put Haddenham on the automotive map simply because I have the car.
And let’s not forget that nostalgia trip. The feeling you get every time you drive your car is like connecting with the past. It takes you back to a time when life was a little slower, or perhaps when you were a boy racer. Either way, it is a connection, a memory and a small thrill, sometimes bordering on the spiritual, as you sit in the driver’s seat and quietly pray it will start when you turn the key. What modern car can deliver that?

The social side nobody talks about
Men in particular are a funny group. We are taught from an early age to be tough, to show little emotion and to keep a stiff upper lip. Being British means we are often a reserved bunch who like to keep to ourselves, rarely asking for help or even directions when lost.
As you get older, your social circle can grow smaller and, with it, isolation sometimes creeps in. This is by no means limited to men, as all genders suffer from it, but proportionally it is higher in men. The pressure builds, life throws a few curve balls and you may find yourself facing job loss, divorce or the death of a long-term partner. For some, this can lead to loneliness, isolation and a loss of purpose.
Classic cars are not a miracle cure for society’s ills, but they can offer a possible escape route. Owning one can push you to get out, to join a club and to meet like-minded people who share a passion. Simply talking can improve someone’s mental health, and through the opportunities a club provides, people can regain a sense of purpose or belonging. That might be through attending events, stewarding, or helping to run the club itself.
Driving classics brings people together in a unique way that is increasingly being recognised within the mental health sector and the media. Initiatives such as Men With Machines are spearheading this approach, and it is genuinely working, through engagement with mental health charities and other organisations devoted to improving wellbeing.

Education is another by-product of classic car ownership. You need to learn about them, often very quickly. Haddenham Classics partners with local companies or club members to run workshops that help educate people about the automotive industry or allow them to pick up new skills.
In addition, owning a classic, particularly if you are not a mechanic, means educating yourself on your car’s specific set of quirks and peculiarities.
Why we keep doing it
We have all been there, and it is a question I asked myself recently when my Rolls threw yet another very expensive problem my way. With a heavy heart, I decided it was time to throw in the towel and sell the car at a massive loss. I even considered bailing out of the whole car scene and taking up a less expensive pastime. Running a car club had also become a significant responsibility and, at times, a thankless one.
But the more I reflected on it, the more I realised I would be throwing away an entire social circle that had become a huge part of my life, one that had quietly kept me going for the past seven years. Without a car, I would no longer be able to participate or be part of the gang.
Despite the sleepless nights, quirks and breakdowns, I still enjoy being involved. I came to realise that the car is an essential part of who I am. So I did what any sensible car nut would do, I bought a Bentley!
So if, like me, you reach the same conclusion, please do consider joining our club. We are a very friendly bunch, and we are always looking to include people just like you.
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