Sometime back in the early 90s, I bought my first PC.
At the time, I wanted a top of the range model, as I wanted it to be future proof. I therefore went for the maximum amount of memory and a huge hard disk size. Everyone said I was mad, and that I would never be able to fill the hard disk, but I went ahead and bought it anyway.
It had 2Mb of memory, and the hard disk was a massive 40Mb. It was a very fast PC too, and ran at 16Mhz. I was the envy of the office. It was worth every penny of the £1,800 I spent.
I’m writing this on a laptop. It cost me under €800. It has 2Gb of memory and a 250Gb hard disk.
So it has 1,000 times the memory, and 62,500 times the hard disk space, and cost about one third the price.
Grandad uses the laptop from time to time, and has filled up most of the hard disk with his files. Frankly, I’m a bit wary of those files, and I’m a bit scared to look at them, but he is very possessive about them so I have to leave them there. He says it took him a long time to find those files on the Internet and has threatened violence if I remove them.
I decided to buy myself some additional hard disk space. It is a 1Tb drive. A Terabyte is 1,000,000,000,000 bytes, or the equivalent to 25,000 times my original PC’s capacity. Numbers like that scare me a little.
I am expecting delivery any time. My problem is that if Grandad finds out about it, he is going to appropriate it for his vast collection of images.
How many glossy photos can you store in a Terabyte?
A hell of a lot, I would imagine…