So, what’s my take on the Apple Watch?
I’ve been wearing the Apple Watch, polished steel version, since taking delivery of it at Apple headquarters in Silicon Valley on April 1 – after midday I should add – and the first thing I can tell you is that it’s quite an addictive little device.
Is it a replacement for a traditional watch? No!! It’s not so much a mesmerizing machine as a mighty module, and it doesn’t have the same character or charisma.
But it’s better than just being another way of telling the time, and in many respects is a real advance on the traditional watch.
How so? On the wrist you discover it’s beautifully crafted, incredibly tactile, and so comfortable to wear you forget it’s there.
Even little details like strap changes have been addressed in an ingenious way. The straps on Apple’s watch – in four styles from silicon to fine leather and metal versions – slide into the case rather than loop around a spring bar, making switching from one to another as simple as pressing a recessed button.
Why traditional watchmakers haven’t come up with something like this after all these years – well, a century – is a mystery.
But while the devil – or in this case the gods – might be in such detail, where the Apple Watch modifies old habits is its array of options and functions, not to mention fun stuff, that has you glancing at it for much more than just the time.
The options let you customize the watch face in an endless variety of ways – choose from analogue, digital or graphic displays, the later ranging from animated Mickey Mouse faces, to floral blooms.
I opted for a rather traditional looking black face, stripped down to just the 12, 3, 6, 9, numerals, with white hour and minutes hands and an orange seconds hand. Yes, you’ve a whole palette of colors at your disposal.
And what about my B.A. (“Before Apple”) timepieces? Will they now simply lie dormant in the sock drawer, ticking over in the hope they’ll be rediscovered or favoured now and then?
Truth is I’ve found that if I’m only wearing the Apple upstart I miss them, and obviously won’t stop wearing them – like a fountain pen versus a roller-ball, there’s something truly special about cogs and springs – and, something you never have to charge up. (Not that the Apple was such a chore here – mine lasted all day and evening, I simply charged it overnight alongside my phone.)
The good news is that, strangely, my left wrist seems the natural place for the Apple, whereas I normally wear my watch on the right wrist.
What this means is there’s really no contest at all – just a happy answer as to why God gave us two wrists.
This article was originally published on April 24, 2015, and has been updated.