In December 1953 Owen Ephraim was a newly appointed Ferranti maintenance engineer sent to maintain the Mark 1 at Manchester University. His job was to to find and repair whichever of the 20,000 valves or 100,000 components had failed. He worked with Alan Turing and as the MTBF (Mean Time Between Failures) was as low as 1 hour, Turing was delighted to get a few minutes running time after re-entering his software on tape or by hand, whenever he handed the 'working' machine back to him after repair. Owen tells that Turing usually had a useful suggestion as to which 'module' was at fault and then left him to identify and replace the component by sight or touch. (bright valves are OK, cold components were probably gone). The big danger was to have a second fault develop while looking for the first. In that case all evidence became doubtful.
He continues:
"Turing was quiet and focused on his work. We did not chat nor have any contact that was not related to the work in hand. He was 17 years older than myself and I had no idea of his previous work.
A second 'engineer' joined me in early 1954 and I was instructed to teach him. He was called Frank ? as I remember, good technically but a bit remote socially. On one occasion I found him in the computer room when I arrived on the Monday morning. He claimed to have spent the nights in the broom cupboard as he did not wish to travel home. I did not report his misdemeanour and it was not repeated. He left abruptly soon after Easter as I remember and I now suspect he was an MI5 plant to watch Turing.
I was not particularly surprised when Turing did not turn up on Tuesday the 8th as he was absent from time to time without warning. I did not hear about his suicide until the Thursday or Friday. I 'cleared my desk' and returned to 'normal duties' at the main 'works' in another part of Manchester, a few days later.
8 months later I was sent to Italy to install the Mark I in Rome"
THE BALLAD OF THE TROUBLESHOOTER
Note from the author:
"The ballad is bawdy, but it was written under stress -- many hours of staring at an oscilloscope in turns without even batting our eyelids to watch a rare fault occurrence. So the vulgarity may be forgiven - after 52 years. I guess there is a statute of limitations."
"The ballad is bawdy, but it was written under stress -- many hours of staring at an oscilloscope in turns without even batting our eyelids to watch a rare fault occurrence. So the vulgarity may be forgiven - after 52 years. I guess there is a statute of limitations."
Sweat is tickling down my face,
The taste thereof is salt:
I'm running on a race
With an intermittent fault.
The taste thereof is salt:
I'm running on a race
With an intermittent fault.
I don't think I can cope
With the hunt for the bloody clod
To stare at the bloody 'scope
Is a job for a bloody sod.
With the hunt for the bloody clod
To stare at the bloody 'scope
Is a job for a bloody sod.
I do begin to hate
The bright traces on the screen;
It shouldn't be my fate,
But the fate of a bloody queen.
The bright traces on the screen;
It shouldn't be my fate,
But the fate of a bloody queen.
The boss he doesn't guess
What a difficult job it is.
To clear this bloody mess
Takes bigger ball than his.
What a difficult job it is.
To clear this bloody mess
Takes bigger ball than his.
To clear this bloody muck
Takes more than half a mo'
And blast and curse and fuck
Who says it isn't so!
Roberto Vacca, 1957Takes more than half a mo'
And blast and curse and fuck
Who says it isn't so!
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