AuthorChris Freeman

I still remember the moment I pulled the wrapping paper off the box. I was about 12 years old, and it was a joint present from my grandparents and my mum and dad. A rectangular cardboard box with bold Commodore branding and a picture of what looked like a typewriter from the future. Inside was my first ever computer—the Commodore 16. That machine, humble as it was, would spark a lifelong...