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answer immediately. I had great fun with that. I wrote a little chess program
for it.
This was when real core memory was knitted by little old ladies and you
could see the cores—you could see these little magnets and the wires went
in and out. Frightfully expensive—it had something like a10MB disk drive
that had 20 platters and weighed 15 kilos or something. It had a teletext
interface—you could type your programs in on that.
And then came this “glass TTY” which was one of the first visual display
units and you could type your programs in and edit them. I thought this was
fantastic. No more punched cards. I remember talking to the computer
manager and saying, “You know, one day everybody will have these.” And
he said, “You’re mad, Joe. Completely mad!” “Why not?” “Well, they’re far
too expensive.”
That was really when I learned to program. And my supervisor at the time,
he said, “You shouldn’t be doing a PhD in physics. You should stop and do
computers because you love computers.” And I said, “No, no, no. I’ve to
finish this stuff that I was doing.” But he was right, actually.
Seibel: Did you finish your PhD?
Armstrong: No, I didn’t because I ran out of money. Then I went to
Edinburgh. When I was reading physics we used to go and study in the
physics library. And in the corner of the physics library there was this
section of computer science books. And there were these brown-backed
volumes called Machine Intelligence, Volumes 1, 2, 3, and 4, which came from
Edinburgh, from the Department of Machine Intelligence there. I was
supposed to be studying physics but I was eagerly reading these things and
thought, “Oh, that’s jolly good fun.” So I wrote to Donald Michie, who was
the director of the Department of Machine Intelligence at Edinburgh, and
said I was very interested in this kind of stuff and did he have any jobs. And I
got back a letter that said, well, they didn’t at the moment but he would like
to meet me anyway, see what sort of person I was.
Months later I got a phone call, or letter, from Michie, saying, “I’ll be in
London next Tuesday; can we meet? I’m getting the train to Edinburgh; can
you come to the station?” I went to the station, met Michie, and he said,