I saw an advert on FB recently for a local computer fair and it took me back twenty years to when I used to be a frequent visitor to them. I’d buy everything I would need to build a desktop PC from scratch and I would assemble it immediately when I got home. I’d haggle over each and every component umming and ahhing over specifications and budgets. Those were the days.
Today I prefer portability. Either a laptop or a bluetooth keyboard to turn my smartphone into a laptop. Something that I can slip into my backpack and set-up anywhere. Desktops seem so.. retro. Bulky, heavy, taking up too much space and not portable at all.
Still, it was enjoyable, albeit briefly, to recall the fun I had going to computer fairs and building a PC from scratch all those years ago.
Category: nostalgia
A love letter to Crash magazine
I have many fond memories of my childhood. One such memory was looking forward to receiving Crash magazine each month. I’d save up my pocket money and without fail I’d buy the magazine as soon as it hit the shelves. One time I was on a family holiday in the highlands of Scotland and I persuaded my family to take a trip to the nearest town with a newsagent just so that I could buy a copy!
Once I held my copy in my hands I would devour the contents, reading every article from cover to cover. The artwork and images were amazing and my young mind loved both the feel of the publication as well as the contents. I would take so much care to peel-off the sticky-tape holding the cassette to the front cover so that the precious cover art was not damaged. I’d load the cassette into my 48k+ Spectrum as soon as I could to try out all the free software on it.
As the years wore on I would enjoy other magazines such as Heavy Metal and Omni, but none matched my first love that was Crash magazine. The feeling it brought opening up a new world to me, one that would dominate my life for the next thirty years as I delved deeper and deeper into the world of computing.