In the eighties we (my siblings and I) tried to convince my father to get a computer at work, but he kept refusing because "They are SO Noisy".
When he worked at Etam the computers filled several large rooms, and had big punchcard and ticker tape machines that sounded like a factory.
I still have Computer Studies text books from school (very ahead of our time) with pictures of hard drives the size of washing machines.
I'm off to bed now in a fit of nostalgia to dream of cassette back ups, one alien space invaders, BASIC and the life size picture of Debbie Harry my brother printed on his teletext printer with only "X"s..