The parsnip epiphany is never going to happen. Mind you, I wouldn't have expected sprouts to figure either, but after many years of
with sprouts, they were done with bacon and chestnut and I was converted. But I was force-fed* parsnips at the weekend by @Hill Wimp 
and I still can't stand them.
Are you being deliberately mean to me. It is bad enough that Mr S grows them in the garden and pickles them, but to talk of them lovingly is just sick
*cough* showing your age *cough*
I am a bit behind you then, we did have a fax machine, it printed on that thermal paper that went brown and faded after a while...*showing my age*
I when I started work there was a computer. It needed to be in a temperature controlled room. It needed about five staff to work it, took up the space of a small car, and used "tapes" about two foot in diameter. All it did was the invoices.
We did not have fax machines, but something called Teletext, that could only send words, not pictures.
I met someone years ago who started work cleaning the valves on computers. He remembered someone saying that Britain would only need two computers. One for Income Tax and one for MI5.
I remember the computer room at Boots with the huge cabinets with flashing lights, raised platform floor and air conditioning whirring away.
The fun has all gone from computing!