My first contact with computers was in London, a 2nd of January, a NCR315, and it happened to have a transistor radio on top Just below the top cover used to live the "guitars", the very heart of the machine. Somebody had developed a machine language program that loaded from punched tape. It consisted of a dozen christmas tunes, so far unknown to me, such as Deck the halls, Hark the angels something or other, etc. So even now, after 42 years, whenever I hear any of a number of anglosaxon christmas songs, it takes me back to that happy time.