Adventures in vintage watch restoration.
I didn’t know much about watches until my aunt died and I inherited an astonishingly beautiful pocketwatch from her. Looking online, I found it was made in Switzerland around 1800. It didn’t run, and when I opened the case I thought a small worm had gotten trapped inside. On closer inspection it wasn’t a worm but the tiniest chain I had ever seen, a perfect microscopic bicycle chain with links smaller than half a millimeter (above right).
I really wanted to take the watch apart to see how it worked but I was nervous because it was obviously ...