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Frances Elizabeth Allen: The Woman Who Made Code Run Fast – And Was Forgotten Because It Worked
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70–105 minutes
Continue reading →: Frances Elizabeth Allen: The Woman Who Made Code Run Fast – And Was Forgotten Because It WorkedFrances Allen sits down to discuss how compiler optimisation became computing’s invisible foundation. From farm girl to Turing Award winner, she reveals why the most profound technical achievements are those nobody thinks about – and what it costs to build infrastructure the world depends on.
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Continue reading →: The Letter Beneath the StoneThey call me mad for keeping what others cast aside. But when a dying woman pressed a sealed letter into my hands, I learnt the difference between hoarding rubbish and guarding secrets that could destroy lives.
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Continue reading →: Strange CounselSometimes the strangest wisdom comes from weathered hands and midnight gardens. What if failure isn’t something to forget, but to bury deliberately – three inches deep – and let the empty spaces teach you how to breathe again?
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Continue reading →: Publishing What Cannot Be UnsaidFor three decades, Catherine has held the frame whilst others tell their stories. Now Maggie’s recorder is running, and the questions are hers to answer. In the Historical Society’s archive room, the psychiatrist trades her professional cover for something riskier: presence without supervision.
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Ada Lovelace: The Woman Who Saw the Future of Computing a Century Early
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104–156 minutes
Continue reading →: Ada Lovelace: The Woman Who Saw the Future of Computing a Century EarlyA visionary mathematician meets her future. In 1843, Ada Lovelace encoded the first algorithm for a machine that didn’t exist. Now, across two centuries, she reflects on how her insights into logic and symbol-manipulation anticipated artificial intelligence, software engineering, and the questions that define computing today.
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Continue reading →: The Craftsman’s Last PerformanceThey call this justice – I call it theatre. The bell tolls, the galleries watch, and I stand upon my final stage. Ask me if I have performed before! But I shall tell you nothing of my art, nothing of my craft. Only this: perfection has its price.
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Continue reading →: The Over-ApologiserI apologise to lamp posts and closed doors, to rain and strangers who bump into me. Some mistakes are load-bearing walls – remove them and the whole architecture of who you are comes tumbling down. I am repeatedly, persistently, unapologetically sorry.
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Continue reading →: Ways of Moving, Ways of StayingCatherine’s final daily entry. Suitcase packed for Québec, she catalogues the autumn’s physical experiments – harbour walks, museum stairs, watercolour humility – whilst recognising that narration itself has become another elegant form of hiding. Tomorrow: presence without documentation. Tonight: enough.
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Continue reading →: The Merchant’s WarningSit thee down and hear me, if thou darest. I speak of transformations yet to come, of feast turned to famine, of changes that shall remake us all. I am contrary, aye, but I am not wrong.
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Continue reading →: The Forgotten OneWhat if the worst fate isn’t being despised, but being forgotten entirely? A haunting exploration of invisibility, erasure, and the quiet terror of leaving no trace – of mattering to no one at all.
Feign the virtue thou dost seek, till it becometh thine own
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