The English didn’t think computers had a future.
I retired from working many years at the Univ. of Illinois at Chicago in the Mathematics Department. One of my dear office friends, and one of the few conservative professors in the department, was an older British gentleman who was here in the U.S. for years, but never gave up his British citizenship. Few Brits ever do give up their British citizenship it seems. He was a true and charming eccentric, bearded, clouded glasses, baggy pants, a sweater turned inside out half of the time, stained coffee cup, and as an aside, a brilliant mathematician. He also an excellent musician who played the large pipe organs, and being an Episcopalian (the old fashioned kind), would play at Sunday services at various Episcopal churches in the Chicagoland area, primarily in Oak Park, Illinois where he lived.
When young and out of college he told me, he too went to work as a code breaker during the war while still living in England. He didn’t tell me what section specifically he worked for. I wonder if it was this one. He died a few years back, and I will always remember him fondly. He would come into my office frequently to chew the fat, let me clean off his smudged glasses for him occasionally, and would discuss conservative politics of the day with me.
He’s still to this day breaking codes up in heaven. Has his own office in the cloud.
They couldn't figure out how to keep them from leaking oil.
(Old MG/Triumph owner joke...)